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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.

2 Celestial choirs, from courts above,
Shed sacred glories there;
And angels, with their sparkling lyres,
Make music on the air.

3 The answering hills of Palestine
Send back the glad reply;
And greet, from all their holy heights,
The day-spring from on high.
4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee
There comes a holier calm,
And Sharon waves, in solemn praise,
Her silent groves of palm.

5 "Glory to God!" the sounding skies
Loud with their anthems sing -
"Peace to the earth good will to men,
From heaven's Eternal King!"

6 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem !
The Saviour now is born!
And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains
Breaks the first Christmas morn.

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Humility and Submission. Ps. 131.

1 Is there ambition in my heart ?
Search, gracious God, and see ;
Or do I act a haughty part?
Lord, I appeal to thee.

2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still,
And all my carriage mild;
Content, my Father, with thy will,
And quiet as a child.

3 The patient soul, the lowly mind
Shall have a large reward:
Let saints in sorrow lie resigned,
And trust a faithful Lord.

Parting of Christian Friends.

1 BLEST be the tie that binds
Our hearts in christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

2 Before our Father's throne,
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

3 We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

4 When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be join'd in heart,
And hope to meet again.
5 This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way;
While each each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign,
Through all eternity.

Seeking God. Ps. 63.

1 My God, permit my tongue
This joy, to call thee mine;
And let my early cries prevail
To taste thy love divine.

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SCRIPTURE DOCTRINES.

2 My thirsty fainting soul
Thy mercy does implore ;
Not travelers, in desert lands,
Can pant for water more.

3 For life without thy love
No relish can afford;
No joy can be compared to this,
To serve and please the Lord.
4 Since thou hast been my help,
To thee my spirit flies,
And on thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.
5 The shadow of thy wings
My soul in safety keeps :
I follow where my Father leads,
And he supports my steps.

Christ our Strength and Righteousness.
1 My Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
When I begin thy praise,
Where will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of thy grace?
2 Thou art my everlasting trust,
Thy goodness I adore ;
And since I knew thy graces first,
I speak thy glories more.

3 My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road;

And march with courage in thy strength,
To see my Father God.

4 When I am fill'd with sore distress

For some surprising sin,
I'll plead thy perfect righteousness;
And mention none but thine.

1 BROTHER, thou art gone before us,
And thy saintly soul is flown
Where tears are wiped from every eye,
And sorrow is unknown.
From the burden of the flesh,

And from care and fear released,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

2 Sin can never taint thee now,
Nor doubt thy faith assail,
Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ
And the Holy Spirit fail :
And there thou'rt sure to meet the good,
Whom on earth thou lovedst best,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

3 'Earth to earth,' and 'dust to dust,'
The solemn priest hath said;
So we lay the turf above thee now,
And we seal thy narrow bed :
But thy spirit, brother! soars away
Among the faithful blest,

Where the wicked cease from troubling,

And the weary are at rest.

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WATTS.

Protection, Victory, and Deliverance. Ps. 91.

1 YE sons of men, a feeble race,

Exposed to every snare,

Come, make the Lord your dwelling place,
And try, and trust his care.

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LIFE, DEATH AND FUTURITY.

2 He 'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all their ways:
To watch your pillow while you sleep,
And guard your happy days.

3 Because on me they set their love,
I 'll save them, saith the Lord,
I 'll bear their joyful souls above
Destruction and the sword.

4 'My grace shall answer when they call;
In trouble I 'll he nigh;

My power shall help them when they fall,
And raise them when they die.

5 Those that on earth my name have known,
I'll honor them in heaven:

There my salvation shall be shown,

And endless life be given.'

1 UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb !
Take this new treasure to thy trust,
And give these sacred relics room
To seek a slumber in thy dust.

2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear
Invade thy bounds; no mortal woes
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here,
While angels watch its soft repose.

3 So Jesus slept; God's dying Son
Passed through the grave, and blessed the bed;
Then rest, dear saint, till from his throne
The morning break, and pierce the shade.

4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn!
Attend, O earth, his sovereign word!
Restore thy trust! the glorious form
Shall then arise, to meet the Lord.