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SWEDEN. L. M.

H. Hiles.

I

HOW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound
From lips of gentleness and grace,
When listening thousands gathered round,
And joy and reverence filled the place!
2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke,
To heaven he led his followers' way;
Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke,
Unveiling an immortal day.

3 "Come, wanderers, to my Father's home;
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest;
Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come,
Obey thee, love thee, and be blest.

4 Decay, then, tenements of dust;
Pillars of earthly pride, decay :
A nobler mansion waits the just,
And Jesus has prepared the way.

I PETER ii. 21-25.

A. C. Coxe.

A-men.

GERMANY. L. M.

Beethoven.

OW beauteous were the marks divine

HOW

That in thy meekness used to shine,

That lit thy lonely pathway, trod

In wondrous love, O Son of God!

2 O who like thee so calm and bright,
So pure, so made to live in light-
O who like thee did ever go
So patient through a world of woe?

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3 O who like thee so humbly bore
The scorn, the scoffs of men, before?
So meek, forgiving, godlike, high,
So glorious in humility?

4 Ev'n death, which sets the prisoner free,
Was pang and scoff and scorn to thee;
Yet love through all thy torture glowed,
And mercy with thy life-blood flowed.

5 O in thy light be mine to go,
Illuming all my way of woe!
And give me ever on the road
To trace thy footsteps, Son of God!

OUR HIGH PRIEST.

I. Watts.

A-men.

ST. AGNES. C. M.

J. B. Dykes.

2 Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he hath felt the same.

3 He in the days of feeble flesh
Poured out his cries and tears;
And in his measure feels afresh
What every member bears.

4 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.

A-men.

178 OUR FRIEND.

R. Grant.

ST. PETERSBURG. L. M. 61.
Russian.

I WHEN gathering clouds around I view,

And days are dark, and friends are few,

On him I lean, who, not in vain,

Experienced every human pain:

He sees my wants, allays my fears,

And counts and treasures up my tears.

2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray
From heavenly wisdom's narrow way,
To fly the good I would pursue,

Or do the ill I would not do:

Still he who felt temptation's power,
Will guard me in that dangerous hour.

3 When, mourning, o'er some stone I bend,
Which covers all that was a friend;
And from his hand, his voice, his smile,
Divides me for a little while,-

My Saviour marks the tears I shed,
For "Jesus wept " o'er Lazarus dead.

4 And O! when I have safely passed,
Through every conflict but the last,
Still, Lord, unchanging, watch beside
My dying bed, for thou hast died:
Then point to realms of cloudless day,
And wipe the latest tear away.

A-men.

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THE FRIEND OF SINNERS.

FRIENDSHIP. 8-7. D.

J. Newton.

From Mozart.

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END.

NE there is, above all others,

ONE

Well deserves the name of Friend;

His is love beyond a brother's,

Costly, free, and knows no end.

Which of all our friends, to save us,

Could or would have shed his blood?

But our Jesus died to have us
Reconciled in him to God.

D.S.

180. CONTINUED.

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GRACE CHURCH.

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such deference to thy Father's will,
Thy love and meekness so divine,

I would transcribe, and make them mine.

3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air,
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer;
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict, and thy victory too.

4 Be thou my pattern; make me bear
More of thy gracious image here;
Then God, the Judge, shall own my name
Among the followers of the Lamb.

CONSTRAINING LOVE.

In part from H. Mills.

A-men.

STABAT MATER. 887,887.

J. B. Dykes.

Ι

HEN no eye

I WHEN

no eye its pity gave us,
When there was no arm to save us,
Christ his love and power displayed:
By his stripes he wrought our healing,
By his death, our life revealing,

He for us the ransom paid.