GUION.

SELF-LOVE no grace in sorrow sees,
Consults her own peculiar ease,—
'Tis all the bliss she knows;
But nobler aims true Love employ,-
In self-denial is her joy,

In suffering her repose.

2 Sorrow and Love go side by side;
Nor height nor depth can e'er divide
Their heaven-appointed bands;
Those dear associates still are one,
Nor, till the race of life is run,
Disjoin their wedded hands.

3 Thy choice and mine shall be the same, Inspirer of that holy flame,

Which must forever blaze!
To take the cross and follow thee,
Where love and duty lead, shall be
My portion and my praise.

WE bid thee welcome in the name
Of Jesus, our exalted Head;
Come as a servant: so he came,
And we receive thee in his stead.

2 Come as a shepherd; guard and keep
This fold from hell, and earth, and sin;
Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep,
The wounded heal, the lost bring in.
3 Come as a teacher, sent from God,
Charged his whole counsel to declare;
Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod,
While we uphold thy hands with prayer.
4 Come as a messenger of peace,

Filled with the Spirit, fired with love!
Live to behold our large increase,
And die to meet us all above.

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For Dedication.

WILLIS.

THE perfect world, by Adam trod, Was the first temple, built of God; His fiat laid the corner-stone,

And heaved its pillars one by one.

He hung its starry roof on highThe broad, illimitable sky;

He spread its pavement, green and bright,
And curtained it with morning light.

The mountains in their places stood,
The sea-the sky-and "all was good."
And when its first pure praises rang,
The "morning stars together sang."
4 Lord, 't is not ours to make the sea,
And earth, and sky, a house for thee;
But in thy sight our offering stands—
An humbler temple, " made with hands."
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Dan. 12: 3.

STEELE.

How blest are those, how truly wise, Who learn and keep the sacred road! How happy they whom heaven employs To turn rebellious hearts to God :— 2 To win them from the fatal way

Where erring folly thoughtless roves, And that blest righteousness display Which Jesus wrought and God approves. 3 The shining firmament shall fade, And sparkling stars resign their light; Butthese shall know nor change nor shade, Forever fair, forever bright.

WARE. L. M.

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ants bless;

POUR out thy Spirit from on high;
Lord! thine assembled servants bless;
Graces and gifts to each supply,
And clothe thy priests with righteousness.

2 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart,
Firmness with meekness from above,
To bear thy people on our heart,
And love the souls whom thou dost love:

3 To watch and pray, and never faint;
By day and night strict guard to keep;
To warn the sinner, cheer the saint,
Nourish thy lambs, and feed thy sheep:

4 Then, when our work is finished here,
In humble hope our charge resign:
When the chief Shepherd shall appear,
O God! may they and we be thine!
Seeking a Pastor.

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Doddridge.

O LORD, thy pitying eye surveys Our wandering paths, our trackless ways: Send forth, in love, thy truth and light, To guide our doubtful footsteps right. 2 In humble faith, behold we wait:

On thee we call at mercy's gate; Our drooping hearts, O God, sustain,Shall Israel seek thy face in vain ? 3 O Lord! in ways of peace return, Nor let thy flock neglected mourn; May our blest eyes a shepherd see, Dear to our souls, and dear to thee.

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Dedication.

ANON.

Он, bow thine ear, Eternal One!
On thee our heart adoring calls;
To thee the followers of thy Son
Have raised, and now devote these walls.
Here let thy holy days be kept;
And be this place to worship given,
Like that bright spot where Jacob slept,
The house of God, the gate of heaven.

3 Here may thine honor dwell; and here,
As incense, let thy children's prayer,
From contrite hearts and lips sincere,
Rise on the still and holy air.

4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung;'
Here let thy truth beam forth to save,
As when, of old, thy Spirit hung,
On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave.
5 And when the lips, that with thy name
Are vocal now, to dust shall turn,
On others may devotion's flame
Be kindled here, and purely burn!

For Dedication.

BRYANT.

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O THOU, whose own vast temple stands,
Built over earth and sea,
Accept the walls that human hands

Have raised to worship thee.

2 Lord, from thine inmost glory send,
Within these courts to bide,
The peace that dwelleth without end,
Serenely by thy side!

3 May erring minds that worship here.
Be taught the better way;
And they who mourn, and they who fear,
Be strengthened as they pray.

4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, And pure devotion rise,

While round these hallowed walls the storm

Of earth-born passion dies.

Он, where are kings and empires now,
Of old that went and came?
But, Lord, thy church is praying yet,
A thousand years the same.

2 We mark her goodly battlements,
And her foundations strong;
We hear within the solemn voice
Of her unending song.

3 For not like kingdoms of the world.
Thy holy church, O God!
Though earthquake shocks are threat-
ening her,

And tempests are abroad;

4 Unshaken as eternal hills,
Immovable she stands,

A mountain that shall fill the earth,
A house not made by hands.