No sting in death, no terror in the

3 Thou who, in darkness, walking didst appear [cheer, Upon the waves, and Thy disciples Come, Lord, in lonesome days when [cours fail; And earthly hopes and human sucWhen all is dark, may we behold

storms assail,

Thee nigh,

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7.6.

And hear Thy voice-"Fear not,

4 The weary world is mouldering to decay,

[away;

Its glories wane, its pageants fade In that last sunset, when the stars

shall fall,

We lay us down to rest, For in their blessed shadow, No foe will dare molest. The evening clouds have gathered, There is no ray of light,

O Jesus, be our shelter,

And keep us through the night.

And gone is all its care, And in Thee calmly trusting, We lift our evening prayer. If we from Thee have fallen By any act of sin,

O Jesus, now restore us,

And make us pure and clean.
3 From bitter pangs of conscience,
In mercy give release,
Then our poor weary spirits

Shall rest in perfect peace;
And when the morning dawneth,
If such Thy will should be,
O Jesus, be our shelter,

And keep us close to Thee.

4 And as the last night cometh,
And life's short day shall end;
We'll fall asleep in Thee, Lord,
The sinner's only Friend;
And at the throne of judgment,
Where each must take his place,
O Jesus, be our shelter,

Now save us by Thy grace.

Only let us follow

Whither He doth lead,
To the thirsty desert,
Or the dewy mead.
2 Jesus is our Shepherd;

Well we know His voice,
How its gentlest whisper
Makes our heart rejoice!
Even when He chideth,
Tender is His tone :
None but He shall guide us;

We are His alone.

3 Jesus is our Shepherd;

For the sheep He bled;
Every lamb is sprinkled

With the blood He shed;
Then on each He setteth

His own secret sign-
"They that have My Spirit,

These," saith He, "are Mine." 4 Jesus is our Shepherd;

Guarded by His arm,
Though the wolves may raven,
None can do us harm;
When we tread death's valley.
Dark with fearful gloom,
We will fear no evil,

Victors o'er the tomb.

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Love is of God.-1 JOHN iv. 7.
OW dearly God must love us,
And this poor world of ours,
To spread blue skies above us,
And deck the earth with flowers!
There's not a weed so lowly,

Nor bird that cleaves the air,
But tells, in accents holy,

His kindness and His care.

2 He bids the sun to warm us,

And light the path we tread; At night, lest aught should harm us, He guards our welcome bed; He gives our needful clothing, And sends our daily food; His love denies us nothing His wisdom deemeth good.

3 The Bible, too, He sends us,

That tells how Jesus came, Whose word can save and cleanse us From guilt and sin and shame.

O may God's mercies move us

To serve Him with our powers! For, O how He must love us, And this poor world of ours! S. W. PARTRIDGE. 1841.

2 Who would not love the Bible,
So beautiful and wise?
Its teachings charm the simple,
And all point to the skies;
Its stories all so mighty,

Of men, so brave to see:
The beautiful, dear Bible,
It shall our teacher be.
3 But most we love the Bible,
For there we children learn
How Christ for us became a child,
Our hearts to Him to turn;
And how He bowed to sorrow,
That we His face might see;
The Bible, yes, the Bible,
It shall our teacher be.

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6.6.8.4.

There shall come a star out of Jacob.
NUMB. XXIV. 17.

star of morn has risen:
Lord, to Thee we pray;

O uncreated Light of light,
Guide Thou our way.

Sinless be tongue and hand,
And innocent the mind;
Let simple truth be on our lips,
Our hearts le kind.

Let not the flesh prevail,
But all be ruled by good;

The gift of temperance bestow
In drink and food.

As the swift day rolls on,

Still, Lord, our guardian be;

And keep the portals of our hearts From evil free.

Was this the world's reception

Of its Redeemer King, Who left His throne in heaven Eternal life to bring?

2 No room for Thee, dear Jesus-
Nor for Thy mother poor,
No love to bid Thee welcome,
And open wide the door;
But in a manger-cradle,

Where once the cattle fed,
On Thy first day of sorrow,

Did rest Thy little head.

3 No room for Thee, dear Jesus-
Throughout Thy loving life;
No kindly hand to cheer Thee,
Nor help Thee in the strife;
Alone in God's own armour,
Thou did'st maintain the fight,

6.6.4.

Didst nobly scorn the shameful,
And didst uphold the right.

4 No room for Thee, dear Jesus-
And so Thy Cross was made;
Men would not love Thy beauty,
So death was on Thee laid:
Room, room they had for evil,
Where it might freely be,
But oh! Thou loving Saviour,
They had no room for Thee.
5 No room for Thee, dear Jesus-
This shall not now be true,
My heart doth bid Thee welcome,
Its portals enter through;
Though all the world despise Thee,
If Thou wilt only come,
With joy beyond expression
I'll find for Thee a home.
W. J. MATHAMS. 1875.

us.-PSA. lxvii. 1.

OD bless our native land:
May Thy protecting hand
Still guard our shore!
May peace her power extend,
Foe be transformed to friend,
And Britain's rights depend
On war no more!

2 O Lord, our monarch bless
With strength and righteousness;
Long may she reign!
Her heart inspire and move
With wisdom from above;
And in a nation's love

Her throne maintain.

Uphold the public cause,

And bless our isle!

Home of the brave and free,
Thou land of liberty,

May Heaven ne'er cease on thee
With love to smile!

4 Nor on this land alone;
But be God's mercies known
From shore to shore !

And may the nations see
That men should brothers be,
And form one family

The wide world o'er.

WE praise Thee, O God: we acknow

ledge Thee to be the Lord.

All the earth doth worship Thee: the Father everlasting.

To Thee all angels cry aloud: the Heavens, and all the Powers therein.

W. E. HICKSON.

To Thee Cherubim, and Seraphim, continually do cry,

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth;

Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty of Thy Glory.