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The New Jerusalem. J. M. NEALE, tr.

JERUSALEM, the golden,

With milk and honey blest!
Beneath thy contemplation

Sink heart and voice oppressed:
I know not, oh, I know not,
What social joys are there,
What radiancy of glory,

What light beyond compare.

2 They stand, those halls of Zion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng;
The Prince is ever in them,
The daylight is serene;
The pastures of the blesséd
Are decked in glorious sheen.

3 There is the throne of David;
And there, from care released,
The song of them that triumph,

The shout of them that feast: And they who, with their Leader, Have conquered in the fight

For ever and for ever

Are clad in robes of white.

BRIEF life is here our portion;
Brief sorrow, short-lived care;
The life, that knows no ending,
The tearless life, is there:
Oh, happy retribution!

Short toil, eternal rest;
For mortals, and for sinners,
A mansion with the blest!

2 And there is David's fountain,
And life in fullest glow;
And there the light is golden,
And milk and honey flow;
The light, that hath no evening,
The health, that hath no sore,
The life, that hath no ending,

But lasteth evermore.

3 There Jesus shall embrace us, There Jesus be embraced,That spirit's food and sunshine;

Whence earthly love is chased: Yes! God my King and Portion, In fullness of his grace, We then shall see for ever, And worship face to face.

CANAAN. C. M. D.

1st.

T. E. PERKINS.

2d.

FINE

1.

JA child of glory

thou.

The Bridegroom of thy heart.

BRIDE of the Lamb, awake, awake!
Why sleep for sorrow now?
The hope of glory, Christ, is thine,
A child of glory thou.

Thy spirit, through the lonely night,
From earthly joy apart,
Hath sighed for one that's far away,-
The Bridegroom of thy heart.

2 But see! the night is waning fast,
The breaking morn is near;
And Jesus comes, with voice of love,
Thy drooping heart to cheer.
Then weep no more; 't is all thine own,
His crown, his joy divine;
And, sweeter far than all beside,
He, he himself is thine!

As brethren dear they welcome us,
And lead us to the throne,
Where angels bow their vailed heads,
Before the Three in One;-

HOPE of our hearts, O Lord, appear,
Thou glorious Star of day!
Shine forth, and chase the dreary night,
With all our tears, away.
No resting-place we seek on earth,
No loveliness we see;
Our eye is on the royal crown,
Prepared for us-and thee!

2 But, dearest Lord, however bright,
That crown of joy above,
What is it to the brighter hope
Of dwelling in thy love?
What to the joy, the deeper joy,
Unmingled, pure, and free,
Of union with our living Head,
Of fellowship with thee?

Beside its ancient portal

A silent sentry stands;
He only can undo it,

And open wide the door;
And mortals who pass through it,
Are mortal nevermore.

2 Though dark and drear the passage That leadeth to the gate,

Yet grace attends the message,

To souls that watch and wait:
And at the time appointed

A messenger comes down,
And guides the Lord's anointed
From cross to glory's crown.
3 Their sighs are lost in singing,

They're blessed in their tears;
Their journey heavenward winging,
They leave on earth their fears:
Death like an angel seemeth;

"We welcome thee," they cry; Their face with glory beameth"Tis life for them to die!

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The New Paradise.

O PARADISE eternal!

What bliss to enter thee, And, once within thy portals, Secure for ever be!

In thee no sin nor sorrow,

T. DAVIS.

No pain nor death, is known; But pure glad life, enduring

As heaven's benignant throne.

2 There all around shall love us,
And we return their love;
One band of happy spirits,
One family above:

There God shall be our portion,
And we his jewels be;

And gracing his bright mansions,
His smile reflect and see.

3 So songs shall rise for ever,
While all creation fair,
Still more and more revealed,
Shall wake fresh praises there:
O Paradise eternal!

What joys in thee are known!
O God of mercy! guide us,
Till all be felt our own.

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"Eye hath not seen." T. GIBBONS.
NOW LET our souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time,
Draw back the parting vail, and see
The glories of eternity.

2 Born by a new celestial birth,
Why should we grovel here on earth?
Why grasp at transitory toys,
So near to heaven's eternal joys?

3 Should aught beguile us on the road,
When we are walking back to God?
For strangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home.

4 To dwell with God-to feel his love,
Is the full heaven enjoyed above;
And the sweet expectation now
Is the young dawn of heaven below.
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"A Rest."

RAY PALMER.

LORD, thou wilt bring the joyful day! Beyond earth's weariness and pains, Thou hast a mansion far away,

Where for thine own a rest remains. 2 No sun there climbs the morning sky, There never falls the shade of night; God and the Lamb, for ever nigh,

O'er all shed everlasting light. 3 The bow of mercy spans the throne, Emblem of love and goodness there; While notes to mortals all unknown, Float on the calm celestial air.

THY Father's house! thine own bright home! And thou hast there a place for me! Though yet an exile here I roam,

That distant home by faith I see.

2 I see its domes resplendent glow, Where beams of God's own glory fall; And trees of life immortal grow,

Whose fruits o'erhang the sapphire wall 3 I know that thou, who on the tree Didst deign our mortal guilt to bear, Wilt bring thine own to dwell with thee, And waitest to receive me there!

4 Thy love will there array my soul In thine own robe of spotless hue; And I shall gaze, while ages roll,

On thee, with raptures ever new!

5 Oh, welcome day! when thou my feet Shalt bring the shining threshold o'er; A Father's warm embrace to meet,

And dwell at home for evermore!