2 Star of hope! gleam on the billow,
Bless the soul that sighs for thee;
Bless the sailor's lonely pillow,
Far, far at sea.

3 Star of faith! when winds are mocking
All his toil, he flies to thee;
Save him on the billows rocking,
Far, far at sea.

4 Star divine! oh, safely guide him,-
Bring the wanderer home to thee!
Sore temptations long have tried him,
Far, far at sea.

1341.

New Year.

10s & 58.

1 COME, let us anew our journey pursue-
Roll round with the year,

And never stand still till the Master appear;
His adorable will let us gladly fulfill,

And our talents improve

By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.

2 Our life is a dream; our time, as a stream,
Glides swiftly away,

And the fugitive moment refuses to stay:
The arrow is flown: the moment is gone;
The millennial year

Rushes on to our view, and eternity's near.

3 Oh, that each, in the day of His coming, may say, "I have fought my way through;

I have finished the work thou didst give me to do;" Oh, that each from his Lord may receive the glad word,

"Well and faithfully done!

Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne!"

1342.

Parting Hymn.

6s & 5s

1 WHEN shall we meet again,
Meet ne'er to sever?

When will peace wreathe her chain
Round us forever?

Our hearts will ne'er repose,

Safe from each blast that blows,
In this dark vale of woes,

Never-no, never!

2 When shall love freely flow
Pure as life's river?
When shall sweet friendship glow
Changeless forever?

Where joys celestial thrill,

Where bliss each heart shall fill,
And fears of parting chill
Never-no, never!

3 Up to that world of light
Take us, dear Saviour!

May we all there unite,
Happy forever;

Where kindred spirits dwell,
There may our music swell,
And time our joys dispel
Never-no, never!

4 Soon shall we meet again,

Meet ne'er to sever;

Soon shall peace wreathe her chain
Round us forever;

Our hearts will then repose

Secure from worldly woes;

Our songs of praise shall close

Never-no, never!

1343.

P.M.

Ein' Feste Burg.

1 A MIGHTY fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;

Our Helper he, amid the flood

Of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe,
Doth seek to work his woe;
His craft and power are great,
And armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.

2 Did we in our own strength confide,
Our striving would be losing;
Were not the right man on our side,
The man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is he;

Lord Sabaoth is his name,

From age to age the same,

And he must win the battle.

3 And though this world, with devils filled,
Should threaten to undo us;

We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through us.
The Prince of darkness grim,
We tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure,
For lo! his doom is sure,-

One little word shall fell him!

4 That word above all earthly powers-
No thanks to them-abideth;

The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Through him who with us sideth.

Let goods and kindred go,
This mortal life also:
The body they may kill:
God's truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.

1344.

Psalm 146.

L. P. M.

1 I'LL praise my Maker with my breath,
And, when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely
On Israel's God;-he made the sky,

And earth, and seas, with all their train':
His truth forever stands secure;

He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor;
And none shall find his promise vain.

3 I'll praise him while he lends me breath;
And, when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

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L. M.
PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow!
Praise him, all creatures here below!
Praise him above, ye heavenly host!
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, three in one,
Be honor, praise, and glory given,
By all on earth, and all in heaven.

L. M.

L. M., D.

ETERNAL Father! throned above,
Thou fountain of redeeming love!
Eternal Word! who left thy throne
For man's rebellion to atone ;
Eternal Spirit, who dost give
That grace whereby our spirits live:
Thou God of our salvation, be
Eternal praises paid to thee!

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One God, whom we adore,
Be glory as it was, is now,

And shall be evermore.

C. M.