2 The bow well bent, and smart the spring, Vice seems already slain;

But passion rudely snaps the string,
And it revives again.

3 Some foe to his upright intent Finds out his weaker part; Virtue engages his assent,

But pleasure wins his heart.

4 'Tis here the folly of the wise
Through all his art we view;
And, while his tongue the charge denies,
His conscience owns it true.

5 Bound on a voyage of great length,
And dangers little known,
A stranger to superior strength,
Man vainly trusts his own.

6 But oars alone can ne'er prevail
To reach the distant coast,

The breath of heaven must swell the sail,
Or all the toil is lost.

CXIV. HYMN.-P. M.

1 O THOU, through whom we find
Pardon and peace of mind,
Of thee we'll sing;

And to the fallen race
Tell of thy wond'rous grace,
For lo, in every place,
God is our King!

2 Serve him, ye nations all,
And while his love doth call
Some tribute bring:

Gratefully homage pay,
Bow to his kingly sway,
And own, without dismay,
God is our King.

CXV. HYMN.-C. M.

1 AS DEITY has stamped on man,
His nature, and his name;
There's no inferior power which can
Eradicate the same.

2 If man be really so deprav'd,
As some have understood;

There's nothing in him to be sav'd;
Since nothing there is good.

3 For in that Book Jehovah gave,
I never yet could find;

That it was his design to save
The fleshly, carnal mind.

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4 But in this plain revealed will, He teaches me to know,

The filthy must be filthy still,"
And to destruction go.

5 What tho' on earth, the heav'nly grain,
May grow with chaff awhile;
God's power will separate again,
The precious from the vile.

6 When thorns which grow in nature's field Are all consum'd with fire;

The soil will then the owner yield,
The fruit he would desire.

7 The sacred part to God allied, He never will destroy;

When in the fire of love 'tis try'd,-
'Tis pure without alloy.

8 But all the stubble, wood, and dross,
Are food for heavenly fire,
The earthly man shall suffer loss,
And all his hopes expire.

9 This fire of love shall sin o'ercome,
Shall death and hell destroy;

And bring the soul in triumph home,
To dwell in realms of joy.

10 And since I have been made to know, And feel this conquering love; 1t constitutes my heaven below, And hope of heaven above.

CXVI. HYMN.—c. M.

1 TH' Almighty spake, and Gabriel sped,
Upborne on wings of light;
Jehovah's glory round him spread,
And changed to day the night.

2 Swift down to earth the angel flew,
From God's eternal throne;
His shining robe, of rainbow hue,
The starry host outshone.

3 One note of peace was heard on high,
Glad tidings roll'd around;
And angels left their native sky,
To catch salvation's sound.

4 Then shout for joy!-rejoice O earth!
All hail this glorious morn;
Rejoice! rejoice! in Jesus' birth,
This day a Saviour's born.

5 He comes! The well belov'd of God!
Good-will, peace, joy for men!

Glad tidings shout to all abroad,
So be it Lord. Amen!

And why do Christians thus contend
Before Jehovah's awful throne

Blow ye the trumpet, blow

Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth.
Brother, thou art gone before us
Come, Restorer of mankind

Come, desire of nations, come ~~~~~

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Christ the Lord is risen to-day

Come ye that love the Lord

Christ Jesus our Lord, our teacher and king

Daughters of pity tune the lay

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L'id not the tear in Hagar's eye

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Does gloomy fate with sullen frown

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Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise

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Father of all, immortal Power
Father of life, before thy throne
Father of all, Almighty God
From all that dwell below the skies
God of universal nature

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God moves in a mysterious way

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Great is the Lord, his works of might

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Great Parent of the human race

Great God of heaven, it cannot be

High in the heavens, eternal God on
He dies, the friend of sinners dies

Hark, the herald angels sing. «*~*~*~*~*~..
How shall our souls with pleasure
How can we be ashamed

Hosannah to our conquering King
How sweet the fruit the Spirit yields