The swelling flood, and raging flame,

Hear and obey his word;
Then let us triumph in his name,

Our Saviour is the Lord.

HYMN XCIX.—Deut. xxxii. 9, 19. 1 The saints Immanuel's portion are,

Redeem'd by price, reclaim'd by powr; His special choice, and tender care,

Owns them and guards them ev'ry hour, 2. He finds them in a barren land,

Beset with sins, and fears, and foes;
He leads and guides them by his hand,
And bears them safe from all their foes.

HYMN C.--Hebrews, xiii. 20-22.. 1 Now may he who from the dead

Brought the Shepherd of the sheep,
Jesus Christ, our King and Head,

All our souls in safety keep!
2 May he teach us to fulfil
What is pleasing in his sight;
Perfect us in all his will,

And preserve us day and night!..
3 To that dear Redeemer's praise,
Who the cov'nant seal’d with blood,
Let our hearts and voices raise
Loud thanksgivings to our God.

HYMN CI.--2 Corinthians, xiii. 14.
May the grace of Christ our Saviour
And the Father's boundless love,
With the Holy Spirit's favour,
Rest upon us from above!
Thus may we abide in union
With each other, and the Lord;
And possess, in sweet communion,
Joys which earth cannot afford.

The peace which God alone reveals,
And by his word of grace imparts,
Which only the believer feels, .
Direct and keep, and cheer your hearts':
And may the only Three in One,
The Father, Word, and Comforter,
Pour an abundant blessing down,
On ev'ry soul assembled here!

HYMN CIII.

1 To thee our wants are known,

From thee are all our pow'rs;
Accept what is thine own,

And pardon what is ours :
Our praises, Lord, and pray’rs receive,
And to thy word a blessing give.

2 Oh, grant that each of us

Now met before thee here,
May meet together thus,

When thou and thine appear!
And follow thee to heav'n our home:
E'en so, Amen, Lord Jesus, come.

| The FATHER we adore,

And everlasting Son,
The Spirit of his love and pow'r,

The glorious Three in One. 2 At the creation's birth

This song was sung on high, Shall sound, through ev'ry age, on earth,

And through eternity.

HYMN cy. 1 Father of angels and of men,

Saviour, who hast us bought, Spirit, by whom we're born again,

And sanctify'd and taught!
2 Thy glory, holy Three in One,

Thy people's song shall be,
Long as the wheels of time shall run,
And to eternity.

"Rev. saj. 20.

HYMN CVI...
1 GLORY to God, the Father's name,

To Jesus, who for sinners dy'd ;
The Holy Spirit claims the same,

By whom our souls are sanctify'd.
2 Thy praise was sung when time began

By angels, through the starry spheres ;
And shall, as now, be sung by man
Through vast eternity's long years.

HYMN CVII. Ye saints on earth, ascribe, with heav'n's high host, Glory and honour to the One in three; To God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, As was, and is, and evermore shall be.

THE KITE; OR, PRIDE MUST HAVE A FALL

My waking dreams are best conceald,
Much fully, little good they yield;
But now and then I gain, when sleeping,
A friendly hint that's worth the keeping:
Lately I dreamt of one who cry'd,
“ Beware of self, beware of pride;
“When you are prone to build a Babel,
“ Recall to mind this little fable.”

ONCE on a time a paper kite Was mounted to a wondrous height, Where, giddy with its elevation, It thus express'd self-admiration : “ See how yon crowds of gazing people " Admire my flight above the steeple; “ How would they wonder if they knew “ All that a kite like me can do? “ Were I but free, I'd take a flight, “ And pierce the clouds beyond their sight, ,“ But, ah! like a poor pris’ner bound, “ My string confines me near the ground: “ I'd brave the eagle's tow'ring wing, “Might I but fly without a string."

It tugg’d and pulld, while thus it spoke, To break the string—at last it broke. Depriv’d at once of all its stay, In vain it try'd to soar away; Unable its own weight to bear, It flutter'd downward through the air ;

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