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* Know that thou art God alone, bana!

I and mine are all thy own.
9 Thee, at all times, will I bless;

Having thee, I all possess : 31

How can I bereaved be,
Since I cannot part with thee? DR. RYLAND.

. M. Worksop 31. Crowle 3. in, Time and Eternity; or, longing after uniseen Pleasures,

In 2 Cor. iv. 18. 21
1 H ow long shall earth’s alluring toys

- Detain our heart and eyes, in Regardless of immortal joys, :;:'58' ?

And strangers to the skies? :..
2 These transient scenes will soon decay;

They fade upon the sight; ; ,,
And quickly will their brightest day .

Be lost in endless night..
3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain!

With conscious sighs we own; 1
While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain,

D'ershade the smiling noon. ,
4 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly

Above these gloomy shades,
To those bright worlds beyond the sky

Which sorrow ne'er invades!
6 There joys unseen to mortal eyes,"

Or reason's feeble ray,,, ,
In ever-blooming prospects rise, :.

Unconscious of decay...
6 LORD! send a beam of light divine

To guide our upward aim! si
With one reviving touch of thine i

Our languid hearts inflame. wwt
7 Then shall, on Faith's sublimest wing,

Our ardent wishes; rise in
To those bright scenes where pleasures spring,

Immortal in the skies, a STEELE.

547 s. M. Gosport 53. Henley 38. Wigan 380.
Divine Mercies in constant Succession, Lam. iii. 22, 23.
1 HOW various and how new t

dic Are thy compassions, LORD!.

Each morning shall thy mercies shew,
1.111 Each might thy truth record. ''

2. Thy goodness, like the sun,
: Dawn'd' on our early days, :,
Ere infant reason had begun

To form our lips to praise., .,?
3 Each object we beheld": 3

Gave pleasure to our eyes; "..
And nature all our senses held
- In bands of sweet surprise.
4 But pleasure more refin'd .

Awaited that bless'd day, ;.
When light arose upon our mind,

And chas'd our sins away: ...
6 How new thy mercies, then! ::
.. How sovereign, and how free!
Our souls that had been dead in sin ?".
Were made alive to thee..

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6 Now we expect a day it rid

Still brighter far than this,
When death shall bear our souls awa

To'realms of light and bliss.
7 There rapt'rous scenes of joy
• Shall burst upon our sight;
And every pain, and tear, and sigh,

Be drown'd in endless light.
8 Beneath thy balmy wing,

O Sun of Righteousness!
Our happy souls shall sit and sing

The wonders of thy grace.
<.9 Nor shall that radiant day,

So joyfully begun, o sini.

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Beneath the setting sun. - io 10 How various and how new

] Are thy compassions, LORD! we Eternity thy love shall shew, e mpit

And all thy truth record. DR.S. STENNETT. 548 L. M. Wareham 117. Horsley 205,

Eternity joyful and tremendous.
I ETERNITY is just at hand!

And shall I waste my ebbing sand,
And careless view departing day,

And throw my inch of time away?..., 2 Eternity !--tremendous sound!..

To guilty souls a dreadful wound! ,
But, oh! if Christ and heaven be mine,

How sweet the accents ! how divine! "?
3 Be this my chief, my only care, il
My high pursuit, my ardent prayer ; ;
An interest in the Saviour's'blood-
My pardon seald, and peace with God.
4 But should my brightest hopes be vain!'

The rising doubt, how sharp its pain ! My fears, O gracious God! remove ;.

Speak mé an object of thy love. ' :
5 Search, LORD! O search my inmost heart,

And light, and hope, and joy impart; ;'
From guilt and error set me free,

And guide me safe to heav'n and thee. 549 8. 8. 6. Chatham 59.

A Prayer for Seriousness in Prospect of Eternity.
I THOU God of glorious majesty!

- To thee;-against myself, to thee,

A sinful worm, I cry, .;.
An half-awaken'd child of man,'..
An heir of endless bliss or pain, :..

A sinner born to die, l u i

2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land); ?'T T
"Twixt two unbounded seas I stand ::!!

Yet how insensible ! B ivar BHA
A point of time, a moment's i space, "id"
Removes me to yon heavenly place, rotic

Or-shuts me up in hell! 3 0.Gop! my inmost soul convert, i tista' And deeply on my thoughtful heart of

Eternal things impress; angelig frei Give me to feel their solemn weight, . . - And save me ere it be too late ; only)

Wake me to righteousness. ji", ist 4 Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous daygesucht .

When thou with clouds shalt come to
To judge the nations at thy bar ; it so
And tell me, LORD! shall I be there je ta

To meet a joyful doom? si sir ju 5 Be this my one great business here, With holy trembling, holy fear,-min A

To make my calling sure ! ! !
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, n ii:
And suffer all thy righteous will, 915

And to the end endure! web
..6 Then, Saviour! then my soul receive,

Transported from this vale, to live in . And reign with thee above m e

Where faith is sweetly lost in sight,
And hope, in full supreme delight

And everlasting love." e

DEATH. ..: P st P.) C. M. Canterbury 199. London 180,

Death and Eternity. ; s' ! M Y thoughts, that often mount the skies,,

Go, search the world beneathi, o OIL & Where nature all in, ruin lies, s

And owns her sovereign-death,

2 The Tyrant, how he triumphs here !*!

His trophies spread around ! uwierdi And heaps of dust and bones appear :

Through all the hollow
3 These skulls, what ghastly figures now !

How loathsome to the eyes! **
These are the heads we lately knew,

So beauteous and so wise. 4 But where the souls,--those deathless things,

That left their dying clay?". . My thoughts, now stretch out all your wings,

- And trace eternity. ... in . 5 Oh, that unfathomable sea! ?. ..

Those deeps without a shore, ,'.,. Where living waters gently play, :,

Or fiery billows roar!
6 There we shall swim in heavenly bliss,

Or sink in flaming waves;
While the pale carcase breathless lies..

Among the silent graves. 3
7. Prepare us LORD! for thy right hand!

“Then come the joyful day;
• Come, death, and some celestial band,

“To bear our souls away! !

DR. WATTS’S LYRİCS. 550 (20 P.) 7.6. Gr. Road 281. Calmstock 6.

Pleasing Anticipation of Death and Glory. 1 AH! I shall soon be dying, a

and Time swiftly glides away; i.
But, on my Lord relying,

I hail the happy day2 The day when I must enter e Upon a world unknown; , li

My helpless, soul I venture & On JESUS CHRIST alone. iii 3 He once, a spotless victim, Upon Mount Calv'ry bled!': .

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