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O, refresh us,
For the gospel's joyful sound ;
May thy presence
Shall sound through distant lands :
Thy truth for ever stands.
And long thy praise endure,
Shall be exchanged no more.
And the Father's boundless love,
Rest upon us from above.
With each other and the Lord,
Joys which earth cannot afford. 63.
Hymn of Benediction.
Brought the Shepherd of the sheep,
All our souls in safety keep.
2 May he teach us to fulfil
What is pleasing in his sight,
Pardon of our sins renew ;
With eternity in view.
Grant us, Lord, thy peace and love ;
Take us to thy house above.
'T is pleasure to our ears,
A cordial for our fears.
At death's dark door we lay ;
To see a heavenly day.
The spacious earth around,
Conspire to raise the sound.
EDMESTON The Close of the Sabbath. 1 SWEET is the light of Sabbath eve,
And soft the sunbeams lingering there,
2 The time how lovely and how still ;
Peace shines and smiles on all below,-
All fair with evening's setting glow. 3 Season of rest! the tranquil soul
Feels the sweet calm and melts to love, -
Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 4 Nor will our days of toil be long ;
Our pilgrimage will soon be trod;
The endless Sabbath of our God.
FAWCETT. Glory to God. 1 PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator !
Praise to thee from every tongue !
Join the universal song.
For the hope of future joy,
Sound Jehovah's praise on high ! 68.
Prayer for a Blessing.
Plant thy heavenly kingdom here;
Shine on each believing heart ;-
SALISBURY COLL KELLY.
WATTS. Triumphant Praise. 1 0, FOR a shout of sacred joy
To God, the sovereign King !
And hymns of triumph sing.
Let mortals learn their strains ;
O’er all the earth he reigns.
Let knowledge guide the song ;
Upon a thoughtless tongue. 170.
Attending angels hear ;
The joyful tidings bear.
And strike each cheerful chord ;
To sing our risen Lord.
WATTS. The faithful. Shepherd. 1 THOUGH I walk through the gloomy vale,
Where death and all its terrors are, My heart and hope shall never fail,
For God my Shepherd 's with me there. 2 Amid the darkness and the deeps,
Thou art my comfort, thou my stay ;
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.
S. F. SMITR. Sabbath Evening · 1 SOFTLY fades the twilight ray
Of the holy Sabbath day ;
When the Christian's course is run.
O’er the earth as daylight fades ;
At the holy Sabbath's close.
'Tis the holy peace of God, -
When the spirit rests from sin.
Where the evening worshipper
Pressing onward to the prize.
Days of peace and joy in thee,
Where the Sabbath ne'er shall close.
Supremely good and wise !
To thee lift up our eyes.
With truth's celestial rays;
And tune our lips to praise.
Through life's perplexing road ;