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7 Now to the King immortal,
Be everlasting praise,
For in his holy service,
We long to spend our days,
Till we arrive at Canaan,
The glorious world above,
With everlasting wonder,
To sing redeeming love."

HYMN 120.-C. M,

Servants of God always safe.

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H How sure is their defence:

are thy servants

Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help Omnipotence,

bless'd, O

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2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care:

Thro burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe the tainted air.

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne; High on the broken wave,

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They know thou art not slow to hear,
Nor impotent to save.

4 The storm is laid-the winds retire,
Obedient to thy will:

The sea that roars at thy command,
At thy command is still.

5 In midst of dangers, fears and death,
Thy goodness we'll adore;
We'll praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life. Thy sacrifice, shall be;

And death, when death shall be our lot,
Shall join our souls to thee.

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HYMN 121.-P. M.

FOUNTAIN in Jesus which runs always free,

For washing and cleansing such sinners

as we!

Our sins, though like crimson, made white as the wool,

No lack in the fountain, but always is full.

2 All things now are ready, ho invites us to come,

The supper is made by the Father and Son;

Rich bounties, rich dainties, here we may receive,

A living forever, if we will believe.

3 The guests which were bidden, refused the call;

For they were not ready nor willing at

all

To be stripp'd of their honor, and part with their store,

For a feast that was given and made for the poor.

4 If they are not ready, and wish to delay, My house shall be filled the Father doth

say;

The highways and hedges, the halt and the blind,

Shall come and be welcome, the supper is mine.

5 He decks us with jewels, and rings of rich kind;

A garment not woven, but richly refin'd;

Redeemed by Jesus, made heirs with the

King,

A plan of the Father, in Glory to sing.

HYMN 122.-7s.

Love to God and Man.
ATHER of our feeble race,
Wise, beneficient, and kind,
Spread o'er nature's ample face,
Flows thy goodness unconfia'd;
Musing in the silent grove;
Or the busy walks of men,
Still we trace thy wondrous love,
Claiming large returns again.

2 Lord what offering shall we bring,
At thine alters when we bow!
Hearts, the pure unsullied spring,
Whence the kind affcetion flow,
Soft compassion's feeling soul,
By the melting eye expressed;
Sympathy, at whose controll,
Sorrow leaves the wounded breast.

3 Willing hands to lead the blind, Bind the wounded, feed the poor; Love, embracing all our kind,

Charity with liberal store;

Teach us, O thou heavenly King,
Thus to show our grateful mind,
Thus th' accepted offering bring,
Love to thee, and all mankind.

HYMN 123.-C. M.

To the Messengers of the Gospel.

ALL ye who stand on Zion's hill,
Salvation to proclaim,
May you, your master's word fulfil,
By trusting in his name.

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20 may you onward gently move,
With Christ's commission clear,
And ever by your doctrine prove,
Your faith and humble fear.

3 The word of truth may you divide,} To each a portion give;

That hungry souls may be supplied,
And by the truth may live.

4 But let your faithfull mem'ry still. This sacred truth retain;

Except the Lord the house shall build, The labourers work is vain.

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