4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 924 God's praises crown eternity. (OD of my life, through all my days G L. M. My grateful powers shall sound thy praise; My song shall wake with opening light, And cheer the dark and silent night. 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 4 But 0, when that last conflict's o'er, 5 Soon shall I learn the' exalted strains 6 The cheerful tribute will I give, YOME on, my partners in distress, Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that heavenly place, The saints' secure abode; On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, 3 Who suffer with our Master here, 5 That great mysterious Deity, We soon with open face shall see; The beatific sight Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze Of everlasting light. 926 HOW The full assurance of hope. OW happy every child of grace, C. M This earth, he cries, is not my place; The land of rest, the saints' delight,- 20 what a blessed hope is ours! We feel the resurrection near, Our life in Christ conceal'd, Our earthen vessels fill'd. 3 O would he more of heaven bestow! 927 A C. M. Continued.-Endless bliss in prospect. Nor can its happiness or wo Provoke my hope or fear: 2 To that Jerusalem above, While in the flesh, my hope and love, And still extends his wounded hands, 928 The goodly land. S. M. NAR from these scenes of night, And realms of joy and pure delight, 2 Fair land!-could mortal eyes 40 may the prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love, Till wings of faith, and strong desire, Bear every thought above. 5 Prepared, by grace divine, For thy bright courts on high, Lord, bid our spirits rise and join The chorus of the sky. 929 HA C. M. The kingdoms are but one. APPY the souls to Jesus join'd, And saved by grace alone; Walking in all his ways, they find Their heaven on earth begun. 2 The church triumphant in thy iove, 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise, 4 The holy to the holiest leads, 930 The heavenly Canaan. C. M. HERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-with'ring flowers: Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dress'd in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan roll'd between. 4 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold fled, Should fright us from the shore. 931 The promised land. C. M. ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, |