Let me from strength to strength proceed,
And rise to purity of heart:

Through all the paths of duty move,

From humble faith to perfect love.

Adisham-p. 76.]

HYMN 509.

L. M.

HUS far the Lord hath led me on, Thus far his power prolongs my days, And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace.

2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I perhaps am near my home : But he forgives my follies past,

And gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep,

Peace is the pillow for my head; While well-appointed angels keep

Their watchful stations round my bed.

4 Thus, when the night of death shall come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.

Petersburgh-p. 68.] HYMN 510. L. M.

GOD, my God, my All thou art!
Ere shines the dawn of rising day,
Thy sovereign light within my heart,
Thy all-enlivening power display.

2 For thee my thirsty soul doth pant,
While in this desert land I live;
And hungry as I am, and faint,
Thy love alone can comfort give.
3 In a dry land, behold I place
My whole desire on thee, O Lord,

And more I joy to gain thy grace,

Than all earth's treasures can afford. 4 More dear than life itself, thy love My heart and tongue shall still employ ; And to declare thy praise will prove My peace, my glory, and my joy. 5 In blessing thee with grateful songs, My happy life shall glide away: The praise that to thy name belongs, Hourly with lifted hands I'll pay. 6 Abundant sweetness, while I sing Thy love, my ravish'd heart o'erflows; Secure in thee, my God and King, Of glory that no period knows.

7 Thy name, O God, upon my bed, Dwells on my lips, and fires my thought: With trembling awe, in midnight shade, I muse on all thy hands have wrought 8 In all I do I feel thine aid;

Therefore thy greatness will I sing, O God, who bid'st my heart be glad, Beneath the shadow of thy wing!

9 My soul draws nigh and cleaves to thee: Then let or earth or hell assail,

Thy mighty hand shall set me free;

For whom thou sav'st, he ne'er shall fail.

PARENTS AND MASTERS.

Mexico p. 11.] HYMN 511. C. M.

GOD, only wise, almighty, good,

Send forth thy truth and light,

To point us out the narrow road,
And guide our steps aright.

2 To steer our dangerous course between
The rocks on either hand;
And fix us in the golden mean,
And bring our charge to land.
3 Made apt by thy sufficient grace
To teach as taught by thee,
We come to train in all thy ways
Our rising progeny.

4 Their selfish will in time subdue,
And mortify their pride;

And lend their youth a sacred clew
To find the Crucified.

5 We would in every step look up,
By thy example taught,

To' alarm their fear, excite their hope,
And rectify their thought.

6 We would persuade their hearts to' obey
With mildest zeal proceed:
And never take the harsher way,
When love will do the deed.

7 For this we ask in faith sincere,
The wisdom from above;

To touch their hearts with filial fear,
And pure ingenuous love!

8 To watch their will, to sense inclin'd,
Withhold the hurtful food:

And gently bend their tender mind,
And draw their souls to God.

Mexico-p. 11.] HYMN 512. C. M.

ATHER of lights, thy needful aid
To us that ask impart;

Mistrustful of ourselves, afraid
Of our own treach'rous heart.

2 O'erwhelm'd with justest fear, again
To thee for help we call:

Where many mightier have been slain,
By thee unsav'd, we fall.

3 Unless restrain'd by grace we are,

In vain the snare we see:

We see, and rush into the snare

Of blind idolatry.

4 We plunge ourselves in endless woes,
Our helpless infants sell :
Resist the light, and side with those
Who send their babes to hell.

5 Ah! what avails superior light,
Without superior love!

We see the truth, we judge aright,
And wisdom's ways approve.

6 We mark the idolizing throng;
Their cruel fondness blame;
Their children's souls we know they wrong,
And we shall do the same.

7 In spite of our resolves, we fear
Our own infirmity;

And tremble at the trial near,

And cry, O God, to thee!

8 We soon shall do what we condemn,

And down the current borne,
With shame confess our nature's stream
Too strong for us to turn.

9 Our only help in danger's hour,

Our only strength thou art; Above the world and Satan's power,

And greater than our heart.

10 Us from ourselves thou canst secure,

In nature's slippery ways;

And make our feeble footsteps sure,
By thy sufficient grace.

11 If on thy promis'd grace alone
We faithfully depend,

Thou surely wilt preserve thy own,
And keep them to the end.

12 Wilt keep us tenderly discreet,
To guard what thou hast given:
And bring our child with us to meet
At thy right hand in heaven.

Medway-p. 131.] HYMN 513. 48s & 2 6s.

TOW shall I walk my God to please,

HOW

And spread content and happiness

O'er all beneath my care?

A pattern to my household give,
And as a guardian angel live,
As Jesus' messenger?

2 The opposite extremes I see,
Remissness and severity,

And know not how to shun The precipice on either hand, While in the narrow path I stand, And dread to venture on.

3 Shall I, through indolence supine,
Neglect, betray my charge divine,—
My delegated power?

The souls I from my Lord receive,
Of whom I an account must give,
At that tremendous hour?

4 Lord over all, and God most high!
Jesus, to thee for help I fly,

For constant power and grace? That by thy Spirit taught and led, I may with confidence proceed, And all thy footsteps trace.