6 To gather home his own,
God shall his angels send,

And bid our bliss, on earth begun,
In deathless triumphs end.

THE CHURCH.

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Founded on a Rock.

WITH stately towers and bulwarks strong,

Unrivall'd and alone,—

Loved theme of many a sacred song,—
God's holy city shone.

2 Thus fair was Zion's chosen seat,
The glory of all lands;

Yet fairer, and in strength complete,
The Christian temple stands.

3 The faithful of each clime and age
This glorious Church compose;
Built on a Rock, with idle rage
The threat'ning tempest blows.

4 Fear not; though hostile bands alarm,
Thy God is thy defence;

And weak and powerless every arm
Against Omnipotence.

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Prayer for her extension.

N thy Church, O Power divine,

twee shine;

Till the nations, from afar,

Hail her as their guiding star.

2 Then shall God, with lavish hand,
Scatter blessings o'er the land;
And the world's remotest bound
With the voice of praise resound.

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JESUS,

Glorious and spotless.

L. M.

TESUS, from whom all blessings flow,
Great Builder of thy Church below;
If now thy Spirit move my breast,
Hear, and fulfil thine own request.

2 The few that truly call thee Lord,
And wait thy sanctifying word,
And thee their utmost Saviour own ;-
Unite and perfect them in one.
3 O let them all thy mind express,
Stand forth thy chosen witnesses;
Thy power unto salvation show,
And perfect holiness below.

4 In them let all mankind behold
How Christians lived in days of old;
Mighty their envious foes to move,
A proverb of reproach-and love.
5 Call them into thy wondrous light,
Worthy to walk with thee in white:
Make up thy jewels, Lord, and show
Thy glorious, spotless Church below.
6 From every sinful wrinkle free,
Redeem'd from all iniquity,

The fellowship of saints make known,
And O, my God, may I be one!

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Continued-Witnesses for Jesus.

L. M.

MIGHT lot be cast with these,
my
The least of Jesus' witnesses;

O that my Lord would count me meet,
To wash his dear disciples' feet!

2 This only thing do I require:
Thou know'st 'tis all my heart's desire,
Freely what I receive to give,-
The servant of thy Church to live:-

8 After my lowly Lord to go,
And wait upon thy saints below;
Enjoy the grace to angels given,
And serve the royal heirs of heaven.
4 Lord, if I now thy drawings feel,
And ask according to thy will,
Confirm the prayer, the seal impart,
And speak the answer to my heart.
5 Tell me, or thou shalt never go,-
Thy prayer is heard; it shall be so:
The word hath pass'd thy lips, and I
Shall with thy people live and die.
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The river of life.

L. M.

REAT Source of being and of love!

And all the joys which mortals know,
From thine exhaustless fountain flow.
2 A sacred spring, at thy command,
From Zion's mount, in Canaan's land,
Beside thy temple cleaves the ground,
And pours its limpid stream around.
3 Close by its banks, in order fair,
The blooming trees of life appear;
Their blossoms fragrant odours give,
And on their fruit the nations live.

4 Flow, wondrous stream! with glory crown'd, Flow on to earth's remotest bound; And bear us, on thy gentle wave, To Him who all thy virtues gave. 228

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The gates of hell shall not prevail against her.

WHO make the Lord of hosts their tower,

Shall like Mount Zion be,

Immovable by mortal power,-
Built on eternity.

2 As round about Jerusalem

The guardian mountains stand, So shall the Lord encompass them Who hold by his right hand.

3 The rod of wickedness shall ne'er
Against the just prevail,

Lest innocence should find a snare,
And tempted virtue fail.

4 Do good, O Lord, do good to those
Who cleave to thee in heart,—
Who on thy truth alone repose,
Nor from thy law depart.

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Returning to Zion with songs of joy.

C. M.

D'Exalt thy fallen head;

AUGHTER of Zion, from the dust

Again in thy Redeemer trust,

He calls thee from the dead.

2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength,
Thy beautiful array;

The day of freedom dawns at length,—
The Lord's appointed day.

3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge,
And send thy heralds forth;

Say to the south,-Give up thy charge!
And,-Keep not back, O north!

4 They come, they come: thine exiled bands, Where'er they rest or roam,

Have heard thy voice in distant lands,
And hasten to their home.

5 Thus, though the universe shall burn,
And God his works destroy,

With songs thy ransom'd shall return,
And everlasting joy.

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Security and safety.

Sand founded on a Rock;
EE the gospel Church secure,

All her promises are sure;

Her bulwarks who can shock? Count her every precious shrine; Tell, to after-ages tell,Fortified by power divine,

The Church can never fail.

2 Zion's God is all our own,
Who on his love rely;

We his pard'ning love have known,
And live to Christ, and die:
To the New Jerusalem

He our faithful Guide shall be;
Him we claim, and rest in him,
Through all eternity.

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Her confidence and security.

WHO in the Lord confide,

WHO

S. M.

And feel his sprinkled blood,

In storms and hurricanes abide
Firm as the mount of God:
Steadfast, and fix'd, and sure,
His Zion cannot move;
His faithful people stand secure
In Jesus' guardian love.

2 As round Jerusalem
The hilly bulwarks rise,
So God protects and covers them
From all their enemies.

On every side he stands,

And for his Israel cares;

And safe in his almighty hands

Their souls forever bears.