Never shall you feel oppression, 3 Ye, no more your suns descending, God shall rise, and, shining o'er you, 907. C. M. The Departed. S. F. SMITH 1 WHEN spirits from their cumbering clay 2 Then calmly may our spirits bow Who, who would murmur that his friend 908. H. M. Close of Service. BY us the seed is sown, Thy blessing, Lord, bestow; To make it spring and grow: ANONYMOUS Do thou the gracious harvest raise, 530 THE following hymns are here inserted as originally written by the author, Rev. R. Palmer. 382. Self-consecration. Y faith looks up to thee, Now hear me while I pray; 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire; 6. 4. As thou hast died for me, 3 While life's dark maze I tread, From thee aside. Heavenly Rest. S. M. thine; And carnal joys, that charmed before, 4 Our hearts, by dying love subdued, To join the bright, immortal throng = |