3 The victory now is obtain❜d; She's gone her dear Saviour to see; Her wishes she fully has gain'd She's now where she longed to be. Then let us forbear to complain, That she has now gone from our sight; We soon shall behold her again, With new and redoubled delight. HYMN 571. C. M. NEWTON. 1 N vain my fancy strives to paint Its mansions near the throne. 3 Faith strives, but all its efforts fail, 4 Thus much (and this is all) we know, Have done with sin, and care, and wo, 5 On harps of gold they praise his name, Then let us foll'wers be of them, HYMN 572. S. M. NEWTON. 1 Balaam's wish. Num. xxiii. 10. [OW blest the righteous are, H When they resign their breath! No wonder Balaam wish'd to share, 2"Oh! let me die," said he, Found with the faithful few.". 3 The force of truth, how great, 4 But Balaam's wish was vain- 5 May we, O Lord most high, If like the righteous we would die, HYMN 573. C. M. Death of a young person. STEELE. 1W By death's resistless hand, HEN blooming youth is snatch'd away Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, With awful pow'r-"I too must die"- 3 The voice of this alarming scene Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, 4 Oh, let us fly, to Jesus fly, Whose pow'rful arm can save; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o'er the grave. HYMN 574. C. M. On the death of a Child. STEELE. 1Toch mournful thought employs : HE once lov'd form, now cold and dead, And nature weeps her comforts fled, 2 But wait the interposing gloom, 3 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, When what we now deplore, Shall rise in full, immortal prime, 4 Then cease, fond nature, cease thy tears; Religion points on high; There everlasting spring appears, HYMN 575. L. M. NEWTON. 10 FT as the bell, with solemn toll, 2"Only this frail and fleeting breath LORD JESUS! help me now to flee, 5 Then when the solemn bell I hear, TIME AND ETERNITY. HYMN 576. C. M. HOSKINS. THE 1 Cor. vii. 29. 1 THE time is short! the season near, When death will us remove To leave our friends, however dear, 2 The time is short! sinners, beware, The word of great salvation hear, 3 The time is short! ye rebels, now 4 The time is short! ye saints rejoice- Soon shall you hear the Bridegroom's voice, To call you to your home. 5 The time is short! it swiftly fliesThe hour is just at hand, When we shall mount above the skies, And reach the wish'd for land, |