And still, through ev'ry age shall own, And triumph in his mighty name. 5 Long as the moon her course shall run, Or man behold the circling sun, May'st thou o'er fair Columbia reign; Still crown her counsels with success, With peace and joy her borders bless, And all her sacred rights maintain. Hymn 287. 10's. Reflections on the Close of the Year. 1 Is this a theme of mirth? who can rejoice, That time, important time, so swiftly flies, And scorn reflection's monitory voice, The friendly pow'r, that woos us to be wise? 2 Forever, ye departed months, adieu! What heart, that knows your value, can be gay? What heart, that asks reflection's conscious view, How many hours fled unimprov'd away? 3 Yet oft her warning voice, ere yet they pass'd, Cried," seize the precious minutes, make them thine;" Ah! how wilt thou account for so much waste 4 O, let my heart her needful dictates hear, O thou, my Judge, my Saviour, and my Lord,, Prodigal. Luke xv. 11-32. 1 SEE how the disobedient son His Father and his house forsakes, To foreign lands his journey takes. 4 Father, I own," the suppliant said, My sins against both heav'n and thee; "Unworthy to be call'd thy son, "Now like a servant deal with me. 5" Bring the best robe and clothe my son," The father graciously commands; "Provide with shoes his tott'ring feet "With rings o Kanuty deck his hands: 6 "A feast-a sumptuous feast prepare"Pleasure through all my house shall reign, "My son was lost, but now is found My son was dead, now lives again.” Hymn 289. S. M. Support'in Death. Psalm xxiii. 4. 1 BEHOLD the gloomy vale! 2 Ye pleasing scenes adieu, 3 4 5 My friends a long farewel to you, And thou beloved clay, Long partner of my cares, In this rough path art torn away, With agony and tears.. But see a ray of light, With splendors all divine, Breaks through those doleful realms of night, Where death and darkness reigns, His rod my trembling feet sustains; His staff defends my way. 6 Dear Shepherd lead me on, My soul disdains to fear; Death's gloomy phantoms all are flown, Now life's great Lord is near. Hymn 290. C. M. Imploring Mercy. Luko.!!! 1 LORD, aty feet in dust I lie, 2 On me, O Lord, do thou display O take my heinous guilt away, 3 Without thy grace, I sink opprest 4 'Tis mercy, mercy, I implore, Thy grace is an exhaustless store, 5 Should I at last in heav'n appear, I'll shout that mercy brought me there, On Admission of New Members. Gen. xxiv. 31. 1 KINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, Who liv'd, and died, and reigns for us. Hymn 292. 8.7. Supplicant's Address to the Saviour. 1 JESUS, full of all compassion, 4 On the word thy blood hath seal'd, 5 In the world of endless ruin, 6 Sav'd-the deed shall spread new glory Hymn 293. C. M. The Saviour's Commission. 1 HARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes! The Saviour promis'd long; Let ev'ry heart prepare him room, |