2.

When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me,
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

3.

When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.

4.

Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure By the cross are sanctified;

Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide.

5.

In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time,
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

416. P. M.

The resurrection of Christ.

1.

MORNING breaks upon the tomb :
Jesus dissipates the gloom :
Day of triumph through the skies,
See the glorious Saviour rise!

2.

Christians, dry your flowing tears;
Chase those unbelieving fears:
Look on his deserted grave;
Doubt no more his power to save.

3.

Ye who are of death afraid,
Triumph in the scatter'd shade:
Drive your anxious cares away;
See the place where Jesus lay.

4.

So the rising sun appears,
Shedding radiance o'er the spheres ;
So returning beams of light

Chase the terrors of the night.

417. P. M.

MONTHLY REPOSITORY.

[Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted. Matth. v. 4.]

1.

COME, ye who mourn, and dry your tears,
And let your sorrows cease;
For lo! the Son of Man appears,
Who calms the sufferer's anxious fears,
And soothes his soul to peace.

2.

Come, ye who mourn the sinner's choice,
Come and efface the stain:
For lo! the blest Redeemer's voice
Bids every wounded heart rejoice,
And whispers peace again.

3.

Come, ye who mourn with pain opprest, And cast your cares behind:

Come lean upon your Saviour's breast,

And hush the anxious soul to rest,
And calm the troubled mind.

4.

Come, ye who weep departed friends,
Come, all to sorrow driven :

Lo! o'er the grave hope's rainbow bends,
Whose beauty from the earth extends,
And reaches up to heaven.

418. L. M.

LIVERPOOL COLLECTION.

Pious confidence in God.

1.

How rich the blessings, O my God, Which teach this grateful heart to glow; How kindly pour'd, and free bestow'd, The rivers of thy mercy flow!

2.

How calmly rolls the stream of life;
Secure in thine immortal trust,

The soul has hush'd her secret strife,
Nor longer shudders at the dust.

3.

Though sorrow's cloud awhile o'ercast
The dawn of earthly hope and joy,
She knows that it must soon be past,
And will unveil eternity.

419. L. M.

[Thy kingdom come.

Matth. vi. 10.]

1.

WHO that o'er many a barren part

Of earth, with thoughtful steps hath trod, But with a fervent voice and heart

Will pray, "Thy kingdom come, O God!"

2.

"Thy kingdom come!" the heathen lands
In error sunk, thy presence crave :
And victims bound by tyrant hands
Implore thee, Father, come and save!

"Thy kingdom come!" each troubled mind
In doubt and darkness calls for thee:
For thou hast eyes to give the blind,
And strength to set the captive free.

4.

Thy reign of peace and love begin!
Too oft the Christian's sacred name
Is stain'd by wrath and shamed by sin;
O come, assert the gospel's claim.

5.

O never in that righteous cause,
Our hearts be slow, our voices dumb:
Upon the glorious theme we pause,
And fervent pray "Thy kingdom come!"

420. L. M.

SIR J. E. SMITH.

Public worship of God.

[O God, praise waiteth for thee in Zion. Psalm lxv. 1.]

1.

PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee,
Thy saints adore thy holy name:
Thy creatures bend the obedient knee,
And humbly thy protection claim.

2.

Thy hand has raised us from the dust: The breath of life thy spirit gave. Where, but in thee, can mortals trust? Who, but our God, has power to save?

3.

Eternal source of truth and light,
To thee we look, on thee we call.
Lord, we are nothing in thy sight,
But thou, to us, art all in all.

4.

Still may thy children, in thy word
Their common trust and refuge see:
O bind us to each other, Lord,
By one great tie, the love of thee!

5.

Here, at the portal of thy house,
We leave our mortal hopes and fears.
Accept our prayer, and bless our vows,
And dry our penitential tears.

6.

So shall our suns of hope arise,
With brighter still and brighter ray;
Till thou shalt bless our longing eyes,
With beams of everlasting day.

The God of peace shall meet thee there, He makes that house his home.

R