Thomas Kelly.

O

4 Behold, again we turn to thee;

O cast us not away, though vile: No

peace we have, no joy we see,
O Lord our God, but in thy smile.
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L. M.
For the fire of divine love.
THOU who camest from above,
The
pure

celestial fire to impart, Kindle a flame of sacred love

On the mean altar of my heart. 2 There let it for thy glory burn,

With inextinguishable blaze; And trembling to its source return,

In humble prayer and fervent praise. 3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire

To work, and speak, and think for thee; Still let me guard the holy fire,

And still stir up thy gift in me. 4 Ready for all thy perfect will,

My acts of faith and love repeat, Till death thy endless mercies seal,

And make the sacrifice complete.

Charles Wesley.

ON

CHRISTIAN ACTIVITY. 563

Onward, Christian soldiers. 6,5.
NWARD, Christian soldiers !

Marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus

Going on before
Christ, the royal Master,

Leads against the foe;
Forward into battle,
See, his banners go!

Onward, Christian soldiers !

Marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus

Going on before.

2 At the sign of triumph

Satan's host doth flee;
On, then, Christian soldiers,

On to victory!
Hell's foundations quiver

At the shout of praise;
Brothers, lift your voices,

Loud your anthems raise. 3 Like a mighty army

Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are treading

Where the saints have trod;
We are not divided,

All one body we,
One in hope and doctrine,

One in charity. 4 Crowns and thrones may perish,

Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus

Constant will remain; Gates of hell can never

'Gainst that Church prevail; We have Christ's own promise,

And that cannot fail. 5 Orward, then, ye people!

Join our happy throng, Blend with ours your voices

In the triumph-song; Glory, laud, and honor

Unto Christ the King, This through countless ages

Men and angels sing. 564 Foruard into light.

6, 5.

Sabine Baring-Gould.

,

Steps and voices joined; Seek the things before us,

Not a look behind:

Burns the fiery pillar

At our army's head;
Who shall dream of shrinking,

By our Captain led?
Forward through the desert,

Through the toil and fight:
Jordan flows before us,

Zion beams with light !

2 Forward! flock of Jesus,

Salt of all the earth,
Till each yearning purpose

Spring to glorious birth:
Sick, they ask for healing;

Blind, they grope for day;
Pour upon the nations

Wisdom's loving ray.
Forward, out of error,

Leave behind the night;
Forward through the darkness,

Forward into light!
3 Glories upon glories

Hath our God prepared,
By the souls that love him

One day to be shared:
Eye hath not beheld them,

Ear hath never heard;
Nor of these hath uttered

Thought or speech a word:
Forward, marching eastward

Where the heaven is bright, Till the veil be lifted,

Till our faith be sight!

Flash the streets with jasper,

Shine the gates with gold;
Flows the gladdening river

Shedding joys untold;
Thither, onward thither,

In the Spirit's might:
Pilgrims to your country,

Forward into light!

Henry Alford.

565

Work, while it is day.

7, 6, 5.

W

Work through the morning hours; Work, while the dew is sparkling,

Work ’mid springing flowers; Work, when the day grows brighter,

Work in the glowing sun; Work, for the night is coming,

When man's work is done. 2 Work, for the night is coming,

Work through the sunny noon; Fill brightest hours with labor,

Rest comes sure and soon. Give every flying minute

Something to keep in store: Work, for the night is coming,

When man works no more.
3 Work, for the night is coming,

Under the sunset skies;
While their bright tints are glowing,

Work, for daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,

Fadeth to shine no more;
Work while the night is darkening,

When man's work is o'er.

Sidney Dyer.

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The spiritual warfare.

7,7,7,6. SOLDIERS of the cross, arise !

Lo! your Leader from the skies Waves before you glory's prize,

The prize of victory.
Seize your armor, gird it on;
Now the battle will be won;
See, the strife will soon be done;

Then struggle manfully.
2 Now the fight of faith begin,
Be no more the slaves of sin,
Strive the victor's palm to win,

Trusting in the Lord :
Gird ye on the armor bright,
Warriors of the King of light,
Never yield, nor lose by flight

Your divine reward.

3 Jesus conquered when he fell, Met and vanquished earth and hell; Now he leads you on to swell

The triumphs of his cross. Though all earth and hell appear, Who will doubt, or who can fear? God, our strength and shield, is near;

We cannot lose our cause.

4 Onward, then, ye hosts of God! Jesus points the victor's rod; Follow where your Leader trod;

You soon shall see his face. Soon, your enemies all slain, Crowns of glory you shall gain, Soon you 'll join that glorious train

Who shout their Saviour's praise.

Jared B. Weterbury.