The world and the devil against yon will rage,
Te spoil all your labour most fiercely engage,
But he will protect you and prosper your way,

And crown you with glory in that coming day. 5 Then stand for your Master whatever you do,

And suffer as freely as he did for you ;
And should you be call'd unto prison or death,

Like Stephen the martyr surrender your breath. 6 And when the great day of redemption is come,

And Jesus in grandeur descends on his throne,
He'll give to his angels a special command

to place you in order upon his right hand.
This glorious Redeemer will then to you say,
Well done faithful servants, you are welcome to me,
"Twill be the best welcome that ever was heard,
A welcome to Jesus,—to Jesus your Lord.

113. 7.6. Altered.
Having a desire to be with Christ
OH,

And dwell with him above;
And from the flowing fountain,

Drink everlasting love?
When shall I be deliver'd

From this vain world of sin,
And, with my blessed Jesus,

Drink endless pleasures in ?
2 But now I am a soldier,

My Captain 's gone before;
He's given me my orders,

And bids me not give o'er-
His promises are faithful-

A crown of life he 'll give,
And all his valiant soldiers

Eternally shall live.
3 Through grace I am determin'd

To conquer, though I die ;
And then away to Jesus,

On wings of love I'U fly

Farewell to sin and sorrow,

I bid you all adieu-
And, O my friends, prove faithful,

And on your way pursue.
4 And if you meet with troubles,

And trials on the way, Then cast your care on Jesus,

And don't forget to pray ; Gird on the gospel armour,

Of faith, and truth, and love, And when the combat's ended,

You'll rise to God above. 5 O do not be discourag'd,

For Jesus is your friend,
And if you lack for knowledge.

He 'll not refuse to lend;
Neither will he upbraid you,

Though often you request, But give you grace to conquer,

And take you home to rest. 6 Our race will soon be ended,

And we'll ascend to God, To dwell with precious Jesus,

Who mught us with his blood ; With saints we'll join to praise him,

For grace divinely free, And rise in glorious raptures

To all eternity 7 And when the last loud trumpet

Shall rend the vaulted skies, And bid the entombed millions

From their cold beds arise, Our ransom'd dust revived,

New beauties shall put on, And soar to the blest mansion,

Where our Redeemer's gone. 8 Our eyes shall then, with rapture,

The Saviour's face behold;

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Our feet no more diverted,

Shall walk the streets of gold;
Our ears shall hear, with transport,

The hosts celestial sing,
Our tongues shall chant the praises

Of our immortal King.

LONGING FOR HEAVEN.

114. P. M. Altered.
The Love of Christ unspeakable.
ESUS, thy boundless love to me,

No thought can reach, no tongue declare; O knit my thankful heart to thee!

And reign without a rival there;Thine, wholly thine, O may I be,

In time, and in eternity! 2 0 Love! how cheering is thy ray!

All pain before thy presence flies ; All care and sorrow melt away,

Whene'er thy healing beams arise. O Jesus, nothing may I see,

Nothing desire or seek but thee! 3 O that I, as a little child,

May follow thee, and never rest,
Till sweetly thou hast breath'd thy mild
And lovely image in

my

breast Unite my trembling soul to thee,

And may we never parted be.
4 Still let thy love point out my way,

Direct my work, inspire my thought ;
Nor let me ever go astray-

Secure the soul thy love hath bought;
In death as life, be thou my guide,
And save me who for me hast died.

115. ll's. Epis. Coll. I would not live alway. Job vii. 16. I

WOULD not live alway, thus fetter'd by sin ;

Temptation without, and corruption within; E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears,

And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. ! I would not live alway, no-welcome the tomb,

Since Jesus hath lain there I dread not its gloom; There, sweet be my rest, till he bids me arise,

To hail him in triumph descending the skies.
3 Ah! who would live alway, away from his God,

Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode,
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright

plains,
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns:-
4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet,

Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul!

116. 8. 6. Harrison.

The Exercises of several Graces.
Sms Faith, hook yonderie see the crown
Says Hope, ere long it shall be mine,-

I long to wear it, says Love:
Desire says, what! is ihere my crown?

Then to that place I'll flee,
I cannot bear a longer stay,

My rest I fain would see.
2 But stay, says Patience, wait awhile,

The crown 's for them that fight-
The prize for those who run the race

By faith, and not by sight:
Thus Faith doth take a pleasing view,

Hope waits- love soars and sings;
Desire, she flutters to be gone,

But patience clips her wings.

117. 11's. Christian Lyre.

The Saint's Sweet Home. AN and I wander'd through earth, its gay pleasures to

taste ; In the pathway of sin I continued to roam, Unmindful, alas! that it led me from home.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home,

Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home. 2 The pleasures of earth, I have seen fade away,

They bloom for a season, but soon they decay ;
But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are given,
Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heaven.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home,

The saints in those mansions are ever at home. 3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms!

The Saviour invites me, I'll go to his arms;
At the banquet of mercy, I hear there is room,
And there wonld I feast with his children at home.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home,

O when shall I share the fruition of home! 4 The days of my exile are passing away,

The time is approaching, when Jesus will say, Well done, faithful servant, sit down on my throne, And dwell in my presence for ever at home.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home,

O then I shall rest with my Saviour, at home. 5 Affliction, and sorrow, and death, shall be o'er,

The saints shall unite to be parted no more;
Their loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high dome,
They dwell with the Saviour for ever at home

Home, home, sweet, sweet home,
They dwell with the Saviour for ever at home.

118. Anon.

Longing to meet Jesus.
ESUS, thou odoriferous name!
The heavenly choir's transporting theme.