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HYMN CXLV. CXLVI. CXLVIL. B. II.
Farewell to Missionaries.
Upon thy gentle wing,
And angels joy to sing.
Ánd dry the sorr'wing tear ;
The drooping spirit cheer.
By his resistless pow'r,
They fall to rise no more,
As he from heav'n descendsArrests his proudest enemies, And changes them to friends.
HYMN 146. P. M. 7.
The song of Jubilee. HALoud' as mighi, thunders roar, Or the fulness of the sea,
When it breaks upon the shore :Hallelujah! for the Lord,
God omnipotent, shall reign; Hallelujah ! let the word
Echo round the earth and main. 2 Hallelujah ! hark! the sound,
From the depth unto the skies, Wakes above, beneath, around,
All creation's harmonies :See Jehovah's banner furld,
Sheath'd his sword : he speaks : 'tis done, And the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole
With illimitable sway :
Yonder beav'ns have pass'd away :
Man's last enemy shall fall ;
Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here. 2 Fix'd in an eternal state,
They have done with all below; We a little longer wait,
But how little-none can know. 3 As the winged arrow flies,
Speedily the mark to find;
and leaves no trace behind ; 4 Swiftly thus our fleeting days,
Bear us down life's rapid stream; Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise,
All below is but a dream. 5 Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us henceforth how to live,
With eternity in view. 6 Bless thy word to young and old,
Fill us with the Saviour's love; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above.
'HYMN 148. L. M. Prayer for the children of the church. EAR Saviour, if these lambs should stray,
And, lur'd by worldly joys away,
Among the thoughtless crowd be found. 2 Remember still that they are thine,
That thy dear sacred name they bear, Think that the seal of love divine,
The sign of cov'nant grace they wear. 3 In all their erring, sinful years,
Oh, let them ne'er forgotten be ;
Which made them consecrate to thee. 4 And when these lips no more can pray,
These eyes can weep for them no more,
HYMN 149. L. M.
Poor Children's appeal to Christians. 1
IN God's own house by silent night,
And there by viewless angels kept,
Samuel tbe child securely slept. 2 A voice unknown the stillness broke,
“Samuel" it call'd, and thrice it spoke ;
He rose-he ask'd whence came the word ?
From Eli? No; it was the Lord.
In paths of righteousness he trod;
And all the chosen tribes were blest. 4 Speak, Lord ! and from our earliest days,
Incliné our hearts to love thy ways; Thy wak’ning voice has reach'd our ear,
Speak Lord to us, thy servants hear.
And richly all his mercies prove;
HYMN 150. C. M.
The Traveller's Hymn. 1 OW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord,
How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help, Omnipotence.
Supported by thy care ;
And breathe in tainted air.
High on the broken wave,
Nor impotent to save.
Obedient to thy will :
At thy command is still.
Thy goodness we'll adore ;
HYMN 151. C. M.
Lord's Supper. 1
And owns the grateful tie ;
To feel a friend is nigh;
The gratitude we owe
Our more than Orphan's woe?
Those pangs he would not flee.
What love his latest words display'd,
“ Meet and remember me. 4 Remember thee! thy death, thy shame,
Our sinful hearts to share !
HYMN 152. L. M. Seeking direction to the choice of a Pastor. 1 NHEPHERD of Israel, bend thine ear,
Thy servants' groans indulgent hear; Perplex'd, distress’d, to thee we cry,
And seek the guidance of thine eye. 2 Send forth, O Lord, thy truth and light,
To guide our doubtful footsteps right :
Nor let us seek thy face in vain. 3 Return in
HYMN 153, L. M.
At the installation of a Minister. 1
ГЕ bid thee welcome in the
Of Jesus our exalted Head,-
And we receive thee in his stead.
This fold from hell, and earth, and sin;
The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 3 Come as a Watchman; take thy stand
Upon thy tow'r amidst the sky,
Call us to fight, or warn to ily.
A band of pilgrims on their way,
We faint not, fail not, turn, nor stray. 5 Come as a Teacher, sent from God,
Charg'd his whole counsel to declare;
While we uphold thy hands with pray'r, 6 Come as a Messenger of
peace, Fill'd with the spirit, fir'd with love ; Live to behold our large increase, And die to meet us all above.
78 HYMN CLIV. CLV. CLVI. B. II.
The Ministerial office.
And take th' alarm they give;
Their awful charge receive. 2 'Tis not a cause of small import
The pastor's care demands;
It fill'd a Saviour's hands.
Díd heav'nly bliss foręgo ;-, For souls, which must forever live,
In raptures, or in wo. 4 May they that
Jesus, whom they preach,
HYMN 155. L. M.
Prayer for a sick Minister.
We bow our suppliant spirits down;
Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 2 Restore him, sinking to the grave;
Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save;
And bid our friend and father live.
In every breast his image lies :
Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 4 Yet, if our supplications fail,
And pray’rs and tears cannot prevail;
HYMN 156. C. M.
Comfort under the loss of Ministers. 1 THAT-tho' the arm of conq'ring death,
Does God's own house invade; What-tho' the Prophet and the Priest
Be number'd with the dead !
The aged and the young ;
And mute th' instructive tongue; 3 Th’ Eternal Shepherd still survives,
New comforts to impart;