2 There is a goodly heritage,
Where earthly passions cease to rage,

The meek that haven gain ;
There is a board where they who pine,
Hungry, athirst, for grace divine,

May feast, nor crave again.
3 Lord, be it mine, like them to choose,
The better part; like them to use

The means Thy love hath given :
Be holiness my aim on earth,
That death be welcom'd as a birth

To life and bliss in heav'n. 203. Imputed Righteousness. L.M. JESUS, Thy blood and righteousness

My beauty are, my glorious dress; 'Midst flaming worlds in these array'd,

With joy shall I lift up my head.
2 This spotless robe the same appears

When ruin'd nature sinks in years;
No age can change its glorious hue;

The robe of Christ is ever new. .
3 When from the dust of death I rise

To take my mansion in the skies ;
E’en then shall this be all my plea,

Jesus hath liv'd and died for me !
4 Oh let the dead now hear Thy voice ;

Bid, Lord, Thy banished ones rejoice ;
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,

Jesus the Lord our righteousness.
204. The Stony Heart.
OH for a glance of heavenly day,

To take this stubborn stone away;

an And thaw with beams of love divine,

This heart, this frozen heart of mine. 2 The rocks can rend, the earth can quake,

The seas can roar, the mountains shake ; Of feeling all things show some sign,

But this unfeeling heart of mine. 3 Thy judgments, too, unmov'd I hear,

(Amazing thought!) which devils fear : Goodness and wrath in vain combine,

To stir this stupid heart of mine! 4 Eternal Spirit, mighty God!

Do thou apply the Saviour's blood !
'Tis His rich blood and His alone,
Can move and melt this heart of stone.

205.

Ephes. V. 16.

SEE the leaves around us falling,

Dry and wither'd, to the ground;
Thus to thoughtless mortals calling,

With a sad and solemn sound ; 2 Sons of Adam (once in Eden,

Where like us he blighted fell) Hear the lesson we are reading;

Mark the awful truth we tell. 3 Ye on length of days presuming,

Who the paths of pleasure tread, View us, late in beauty blooming,

Numbered now among the dead. 4 On the tree of life eternal

Oh let all our hopes be laid :
This alone, for ever vernal,

Bears a leaf that shall not fade.

THOUGH I an angel's harp employed,

And sang in seraph's strain ;
Yet were my heart of love devoid,
My language would be vain.
2 Yea, could I future times foresee,

Unravelling mysteries rare ;
Yet all as " sounding brass” would be,
Were love not cherished there.
3 Yea, though the hungry poor to feed,

With all my goods I part ;
Yet did not Love my actions lead,

How cold and dead my heart !
4 Love suffers not proud envy's cares

To rankle in the mind !
But hopes, endures, and all things bears ;

Is merciful, and kind ! 5 Faith leads the way; while Hope bestows

Bright beams of comfort here !
But love alone shall never close

Its glad and blest career !
6 For ever praised be that Love

Which wrought with heavenly grace,
And brought our MAKER from above

To save our sinful race !
9 Through endless ages we shall sing,

Redeeming Love, Thy praise !
With Hallelujahs to our King !
In Angels' tuneful lays !

207.

The promised Land.

C.M. FAR from these narrow scenes of night,

Unbounded glories rise, And realms of infinite delight,

Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 There pain and sickness never come,

And grief no more complains ; Health triumphs in immortal bloom,

And endless pleasure reigns. 3 No cloud those blissful regions know, .

For ever bright and fair ;
For sin, the source of mortal woe,

Can never enter there.
4 Oh may the heavenly prospect fire

Our hearts with ardent love,
Till wings of faith and strong desire

Bear every thought above.
5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine,

For Thy bright courts on high ;
Then bid our spirits rise and join

The chorus of the sky.

208. Prayer for the Jews. L.M. OH why should Israel's sons once blest,

Still roam the scorning world around ; Disown'd of heav'n, by man opprest,

Outcasts from Sion's hallow'd ground ? 2 O God of Israel, rend in twain

The veil which hides their Shiloh's light ;
The sever'd olive-branch again
To its own parent stock unite.

3 While Judah views his birthright gone,

With contrite shame his bosom move,
The Saviour he denied, to own,

The Lord he crucified, to love.
4 Haste, glorious day, expected long,

When Jew, and Greek, one prayer shall raise, With eager feet one temple throng,

One God with mutual rapture praise. 209. The Saviour's Invitation.

THE Saviour calls, let every ear
- Attend the heavenly sound;
Ye doubting souls dismiss your fear,

Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty longing heart,

Here streams of bounty flow,
And life, and health, and bliss impart,

To banish mortal woe.
3 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice ;

The gracious call obey ; Mercy invites to heavenly joys,

And can you yet delay ?
4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts,

To Thee let sinners fly,
And take the bliss Thy love imparts,

And drink, and never die. 210. Retirement. C.M. TAR from the world, O Lord, I fee,

From strife and tumult far ;
From scenes where Satan wages still

His most successful war.