4 The time of love will come,
When we shall clearly see,
Not only that He shed His blood,
But each shall say, "for me."

5 Tarry His leisure, then,

Wait the appointed hour;
Wait till the bridegroom of your souls
Reveal His love with power.

6 Blest is the man, O God!

That stays himself on Thee:

Who waits for Thy salvation, Lord,

Shall Thy salvation see.

TOPLADY.

310.

Reflections at the End of the Year.

AND now, my soul, another year

my short life is past,

I can not long continue here,
And this may be my last.

2 Much of my dubious life is gone,
Nor will return again;

And swift my passing moments run,
The few that yet remain.

3 Awake, my soul, with utmost care
Thy true condition learn;

C. M.

What are thy hopes, how sure, how fair? And what thy great concern?

4 Now a new scene of time begins,
Set out afresh for heaven;

Seek pardon for thy former sins,
In Christ so freely given,

5 Devoutly yield thyself to God,
And on His grace depend;
With zeal pursue the heavenly road,
Nor doubt a happy end.

BROWNE.

L'

ET thoughtless thousands choose the road
That leads the soul away from God;
This happiness, dear Lord, be mine,
To live and die entirely Thine.

2 On Christ, by faith, my soul would live;
From Him my life, my all receive;
To Him devote my fleeting hours,
Serve him alone with all my powers.

3 Christ is my everlasting all;
To Him I look, on Him I call;
He will my every want supply.
In time and through eternity.

4 Soon will the Lord, my life, appear;
Soon shall I end my trials here;
Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain:
To live is Christ-to die is gain.

5 Soon will the saints in glory meet-
Soon walk through every golden street,
And sing on every blissful plain,
To live is Christ-to die is gain!

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312.

GOD! our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home-

C. M.

2 Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.

3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.

4 A thousand ages in Thy sight
Are like an evening gone,

Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.

5 O God! our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,

Be Thou our guard while life shall last,
And our eternal home.

313.

HERE is a place of woe unmixed,

THER

A land of changeless doom:

Despair has there her empire fixed;
There hope can never come.

2 There is a hope, untrue, unblest,
Which, like a broken reed,
Will fail, if on its stay we rest,
When chiefly hope we need.

3 There is a hope that ne'er will fail,
It comes from heaven above;
A hope that enters through the veil,
Now joined with faith and love.

WATTS.

C. M.

4 Its guiding beam, its friendly ray
Can cheer the darkest night;
It helps the pilgrim on his way,
And points to realms of light.

5 Our hope is anchored, Lord, on Thee,
On this unfriendly shore;

And Thou, in heaven, our joy shalt be;
When hope shall be no more,

THOU, from whom all goodness flows!

I lift my heart to Thee;

In all my trials, conflicts, woes,

Dear Lord, remember me.

2 When groaning, on my burdened heart
My sins lie heavily;

My pardon speak, new peace impart ;
In love, remember me.

3 If on my face, for Thy dear name,
Shame and reproaches be,

I'll hail reproach, and welcome shame,
If Thou remember me.

4 The hour is near-consigned to death,
I own Thy just decree:

Saviour, with my last parting breath

I'll cry, remember me.

315.

HAWES.

III. 1.

WHILE with ceaseless course the sun

Hasted through the former year,

Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here.

Fixed in an eternal state,

They have done with all below; We a little longer wait,

But how little, none can know.

2 Spared to see another year,

Let Thy blessing meet us here;
Come, Thy dying work revive,
Bid Thy drooping garden thrive:
Sun of Righteousness, arise!

Warm our hearts and bless our eyes;
Let our prayer Thy pity move,
Make this year a time of love.

3 Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew;
Teach us henceforth how to live,
With eternity in view.

Bless Thy word to old and young,
Fill us with a Saviour's love;
When our life's short race is run,
May we dwell with Thee above.

316.

NEWTON.

C. M.

ESUS! Thou art the sinner's friend;

JE

As such I look to Thee;

Now, in the fullness of Thy love.
O Lord! remember me.

2 Remember Thy pure word of grace—
Remember Čalvary;

Remember all Thy dying groans,
And then, remember me.