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(Stanza 1 in Music, 6, 7, 8 omitted.) 2. I love thy church, O God!

Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.

3. If e'er to bless thy sons

My voice or hands deny,

These hands let useful skill forsake,

This voice in silence die.

4. If e'er my heart forget

Her welfare or her woe,

Let every joy this heart forsake,
And every grief o'erflow.

5. For her my tears shall fall;

For her my prayers ascend:

To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.

7. Thou art the sea of love,

Where all my pleasures roll;
The circle where my passions move,
And centre of my soul.

8. To thee my spirits fly,

With infinite desire;

And yet how far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.

Sel. 288.

TO-DAY the Saviour rose,

[H. 488.

Our Jesus left the dead;
He conquer'd our malignant foes
And Satan captive led.

2. He left his glorious throne,

To make our peace with God;
Blessings for ever on his name,
He bought us with his blood.
3. For us his life He paid,

For us the law fulfill'd;
On Him our load of guilt was laid;
We by his stripes are heal'd.

4. Ye saints, adore his name,

Who hath such mercy shown;

Ye sinners, love the bleeding Lamb,
And make his praises known.

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(Stanza 1 in Music.) 2. When on the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant; To fertile vales and dewy meads, My weary, wandering steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow.

3. Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy friendly arm shall give me aid,
And guide me thro' the dreadful shade.
4. Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray,
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile,
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden green and herbage crown'd,
And streams shall murmur all around.

(Stanzas 3, 4 omitted.)

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WHEN gathering clouds around I view,

And days are dark, and friends are
On Him I lean, who, not in vain, [few,
Experienced every human pain;
He sees my wants, allays my fears,
And counts and treasures up my tears.

2. If aught should tempt my soul to stray,
From heavenly virtue's narrow way,
To fly the good I would pursue,
Or do the sin I would not do;
Still He who felt temptation's power,
Shall guard me in that dangerous hour.
5. And O! when I have safely pass'd
Through every conflict but the last,
Still, still unchanging, watch beside
My painful bed, for thou hast died;
Then point to realms of cloudless day,
And wipe the latest tear away.

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ARIEL. L. C. M.

Dr. L. MASON.

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