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That we obtain'd so rich a grace!
Hark! how the echo sounds from heav'n :
That children are thy heritage :
On all around us here below;
Hymn 145. C. M.
That saw the Saviour rise;
Girls.: 2 What numbers vainly spend these hours,
That are to Jesus due ;
The ways of heav'nly truth;
We hail once more the plan of love,
Boys. 3 Teach is the way, while here, we learn
To read thy holy word ;
Who thus the poor befriend;
On them the blessing send.
Hymn 146. S, M.
way we in grace improve;
The way of God with care ;
In trouble may we find thee near
Thus far we're kept by thee:
And reigns with boundless sway;
We'll praise thee more and more ;
A God in Christ adore. Hal. Amen.
L. M. Exemplary Deportment. 1 BEHOLD the sons and heirs of God,
So dearly bought with Jesus' blood !
And shall they stoop to earthly toys ? 2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind?
Were spirits of celestial kind
To wear out time and waste the day? 3 Doth vain discourse or empty mirth
Well suit the honours of their birth?
Which children love, which fools admire ? 4 What if we wear the richest vest? Insects and birds are better drest
; This flesh, with all its gaudy forms, Must drop to dust and feed the worms.
$ Lord, raise our hearts and passions high,
Touch our vain souls with sacred fire,
We'll pass these glittring trifles by. 6 We'll look on all the toys below,
With such disdain as angels do;
Hymn 148. L. M.
The springs whence wrong opinions flow;
When frailty errs, and when we sin. 2 Who among men, high Lord of all,
Thy servants to his bar may call ? Decide of heresy, and shake
A brother o'er the flaming lake ?
Or worship by another's creed?
We humbly seek and use our own. 4 If wrong, forgive ; accept, if right,
Whilst faithful we obey our light;
To follow as to learn thy will.
Thy people fashion'd in thy mould ?
L. M. Christian Fellowship. Acts ii. 42. 1 Ye diff'rent sects, who all declare,
"Lo, here is Christ, or Christ is there ! »
Your stronger proofs divinely give,
And shew me where the christians live ? 2 Your claim, alas! ye cannot prove;
Ye want the genuine mark of love :
For sure thou hast a church below. 3 Scatter'd o'er all the earth they lie,
Till thou callest them with thine eye!
And charm into a beauteous flame. 4 For this the pleading Spirit groans,
And cries in all thy banish'd ones;
And make us of one mind and heart. 5 Join ev'ry soul that looks to thee,
In bonds of perfect charity:
Hymn 150. S. M.
Love to the Brethren. 1 BLESS'd be the lie that hinds
Our hearts in christian love;
Is like to that above.
We pour our ardent prayers
Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens hear;
The sympathizing tear.
It gives us inward pain;