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3 Still we wait for thine appearing;
Life and joy thy beams impart,
Chasing all our fears, and cheering
Every poor, benighted heart.
4 Come, extend thy wonted favour
To our ruin'd, guilty race;
Come, thou blest, exalted Saviour;
Come, apply thy saving grace.
5 By thine all-atoning merit,
Every burden'd soul release;
By the teachings of thy Spirit,
Guide us into perfect peace.

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I would be thine.

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WOULD be thine; O take my heart,
And fill it with thy love;

Thy sacred image, Lord, impart,

And seal it from above.

2 I would be thine; but while I strive To give myself away,

I feel rebellion still alive,

And wander while I pray.

3 I would be thine; but, Lord, I feel Evil still lurks within:

Do thou thy majesty reveal,

And overcome my sin.

4 I would be thine; I would embrace
The Saviour, and adore;

Inspire with faith, infuse thy grace,
And now my soul restore.

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Shut up in unbelief.

L. M.

IGHT of the Gentile world, appear; Command the blind thy rays to see: Our darkness chase, our sorrows cheer, And set the plaintive pris'ner free.

4 Why will you in the crooked ways
Of sin and folly go ?

In pain you travel all your days,
To reach eternal wo.

5 But he that turns to God shall live,

Through his abounding grace:

His mercy will the guilt forgive
Of those that seek his face.

6 Bow to the sceptre of his word,
Renouncing every sin;

Submit to him, your sov'reign Lord,
And learn his will divine.

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The horrors of the second death.

WHERE shall rest be found,-
Rest for the weary soul?

S. M.

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"Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh;
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

3 Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years;
And all that life is love.

4 There is a death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath:
O what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death!

5 Thou God of truth and grace!
Teach us that death to shun;
Lest we be banish'd from thy face,
Forever more undone.

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The dead and the living

L. M.

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WHERE are the dead?-In heaven or hell
Their disembodied spirits dwell;

Their perish'd forms, in bonds of clay,
Reserved until the judgment-day.

2 Where are the living?-On the ground
Where prayer is heard and mercy found;
Where, in the compass of a span,

The mortal makes the' immortal man.
3 Then, timely warn'd, let us begin
To follow Christ and flee from sin;
Daily grow up in him our Head,
Lord of the living and the dead.

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Warnings from the grave.

C. M.

BIs equal warning given;

ENEATH our feet, and o'er our head,

Beneath us lie the countless dead,-
Above us is the heaven.

2 Death rides on every passing breeze,
And lurks in every flower;

Each season has its own disease,-
Its peril every hour.

3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light
Of youth's soft cheek decay,
And fate descend in sudden night
On manhood's middle day.

4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age
Halt feebly to the tomb;

And shall earth still our hearts engage,
And dreams of days to come?

5 Turn, mortal, turn; thy danger know:
Where'er thy foot can tread,

The earth rings hollow from below,
And warns thee by her dead.

? I know the work is only thine; The gift of faith is all divine;

But, if on thee we call,

Thou wilt that gracious gift bestow,

And cause our hearts to feel and know
That thou hast died for all.

4 Thou bidd'st us knock and enter in,-
Come unto thee, and rest from sin,-
The blessing seek and find:

Thou bidd'st us ask thy grace, and have;
Thou canst, thou wouldst, this moment save
Both me and all mankind.

5 Be it according to thy word;
Now let me find my pard'ning Lord;
Let what I ask be given:

The bar of unbelief remove;

Open the door of faith and love,
And let me into heaven.

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S. M.

The heart of stone.

THAT I could repent,
With all my idols part,
And to thy gracious eye present
An humble, contrite heart;
2 A heart with grief oppress'd,
For having grieved my God;
A troubled heart, that cannot rest
Till sprinkled with thy blood.
3 Jesus, on me bestow

The penitent desire;
With true sincerity of wo

My aching breast inspire.
4 With soft'ning pity look,

And melt my hardness down:
Strike with thy love's resistless stroke,
And break this heart of stone.

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The stubborn heart.

FOR a glance of heavenly day,
To take this stubborn heart away;
And thaw, with beams of love divine,
This heart, this frozen heart of mine.

L. M.

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 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, O Lord, an adamant would melt: But I can read each moving line, And nothing moves this heart of mine. 4 Thy judgments too, which devils fearAmazing thought!-unmoved I hear; Goodness and wrath in vain combine To stir this stupid heart of mine. 5 But power divine can do the deed; And, Lord, that power I greatly need: Thy Spirit can from dross refine,

And melt and change this heart of mine.

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Faith implored.

ATHER of Jesus Christ, the Just,
My Friend and Advocate with thee,
Pity a soul that fain would trust

In Him who lived and died for me:
But only thou canst make him known,
And in my heart reveal thy Son.
2 If, drawn by thine alluring grace,
My want of living faith I feel;
Show me in Christ thy smiling face,—
What flesh and blood can ne'er reveal:

Thy co-eternal Son display,

And speak my darkness into day.

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