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2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows,
3 Ye careless ones, oh, hear betimes
4 For you the public prayer is made;
5 We pray that you may early prove
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Pleasure of instructing the Young. BLEST work! the youthful mind to win, And turn the rising race From dark and dangerous paths of sin, To seek redeeming grace.
2 Children our kind protection claim;
3 Be ours the bliss, in wisdom's way
The honors of thy name be spread;
Flight of Time. TIME is winging us away To our eternal home; Life is but a winter's day— A journey to the tomb: Yài and vigor soon will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms; All that's mortal soon shall be Enclosed in death's cold arms. 2 Time is winging us away To our eternal home; Life is but a winter's day— A journey to the tomb: But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty, soon, above, Far beyond the world's alloy, Secure in Jesus' love.
414 C. M. THE time is short!—sinners, beware, Nor trifle time away; The word of great salvation hear, While yet 'tis called to-day. 2 The time is short!—O sinners, now, To Christ the Lord submit;
3 The time is short!—ye saints, rejoice—
Soon shall you hear the Saviour's voice,
4 The time is short!—it swiftly flies—
And reach the wished-for land.
5 The time is short'—the moment near,
And be forever happy there,
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WHEN the harvest is past, and the summer is
One Andoons and prayers shall be o'er; When the beams cease to break of the sweet Sabbath morn, And Jesus invites thee no more; When the rich gales of mercy no longer shall blow, The gospel no message declare;— Sinner, how can'st thou bear the deep wailings of wo T How suffer the night of despair 7
2. When the holy have gone to the regions of peace, To dwell in the mansions above,
When their harmony wakes, in the fulness of bliss, Their song to the Saviour they love;—
so O sinner, who livest at rest, and secure,
ho fearest no trouble to come,
GENTLY glides the stream of life,
Or impetuous down the cliff,
2 "Tis an ever-varied flood,
4 17 6s & 5s. Permanent Peace and Friendship in Heaven only.
WHEN shall we meet again,
2. When shall love foly flow,
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 will peace wreath her chain, Round us forever: Our hearts will then repose, Secure from worldly woes: Our songs of praise shall close— Never—no, never! I. M. 4.18 Echortation to work while it is Day. AWAKE-awake! each sluggish soul, Awake—and view the setting sun' See how the shades of death advance, Ere half the task of life is done ! 2 Soon will he close our drowsy eyes, Nor shall we hear these warnings more: Soon will the mighty Judge approach; Ev’n now he stands before the door! 3 To-day, attend his gracious voice And hear the summons which he sends— “Awake!—for on this passing hour, Thy long eternity depends!” 4 O Saviour! let these awful scenes Be ever present to our view: Teach us to gird our loins about, And trim our dying lamps anew. 5 Then, when the king of terror comes, Our souls shall hail the happy day: Haste, then, O Saviour, from above, Nor let thy chariot wheels delay.