3-I

go where is waving the ever-green,
And life-bestowing tree;

No flashing sword shall intervene
To bar its fruit from me.

4—I go where every sound is sweet, And every sight is fair

;

My longing heart and soul shall meet

Full satisfaction there.

5-I am bound for the kingdom! Not a spot On earth can tempt my stay ;

Ye friends beloved! will ye not

With me too come away ?

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Psalm xxxvii. 7.

E. W.

P.M.

1-Be still, my soul, Jehovah loveth thee; Fret not, nor murmur at thy weary lot; Though dark and lone thy journey seems to be,

Be sure that thou art ne'er by Him forgot. He ever loves; then trust Him, trust Him still;

Let all thy care be this-the doing of His will;

2-Thy hand in His, like fondest, happiest child, Place thou, nor draw it for a moment thence; Walk thou with Him, a Father reconciled, Till in His own good time He calls thee hence.

Walk with Him now, so shall thy way be bright,

And all thy soul be fill'd with His most glorious light.

3-Fight the good fight of faith, nor turn aside Through fear of peril from or earth or hell; Take to thee now the armour proved and tried, Take to thee spear and sword;-oh! wield them well.

So shalt thou conquer here, to win the day, To wear the crown when this hard life has passed away.

4-Take courage, faint not, tho' the foe be strong, Christ is thy strength! He fighteth on thy

side;

Swift be thy race; remember 'tis not long,

The goal is near; the prize He will provide.

And then from earthly toil thou restest ever;
Never again to toil, or fight or fear:-oh!

never.

5-He comes, with His reward; 'tis just at hand; He comes in glory to His promised throne; My soul rejoice; ere long thy feet shall stand Within the city of the Blessed One,

Thy perils past, thy heritage secure,

Thy tears all wiped away, thy joy for ever

FOR AN INVALID.

1-Lord, a whole long day of pain

Now at last is o'er !

Ah! how much we can sustain

I have felt once more;

Felt how frail are all our powers,
And how weak our trust;

If Thou help not, these dark hours
Crush us to the dust.

2-Could I face the coming night,
If Thou wert not near?

Nay, without Thy love and might
I must sink with fear.

Round me falls the evening gloom,
Sights and sounds all cease,
But within this narrow room
Night will bring no peace.

P.M.

3-Other weary eyes may close,
All things seek their sleep,
Hither comes no soft repose,
I must wake and weep.

Come then, Jesus, o'er me bend,
Give me strength to cope

With my pains, and gently send
Thoughts of peace and hope.

4-Draw my weary heart away
From this gloom and strife,
And these fever-pains allay

With the dew of life.

Thou canst calm the troubled mind,
Thou its dread canst still,

Teach me to be all-resign'd

1-Trust on, trust on, believer !
Though long the conflict be,
Thou yet shalt prove victorious,
Thy God shall fight for thee.

2-Trust on, trust on! Thy failings
May bow thee to the dust;
Yet in thy deepest sorrow

Oh! give not up thy trust.

7.6.

3-Trust on! the danger presses;
.Temptation strong is near;
Over life's dangerous rapids
Who shall thy passage steer?

4-Jesus is strong to save thee!
He is a faithful friend,

Trust on trust on, believer!
Trust Jesus to the end.

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Psalm cvii. 26.

E. W.

P.M.

1-Lord! the waves are breaking o'er me and

around;

Oft of coming tempest I hear the moaning sound;

Here there is no safety rocks on either hand; 'Tis a foreign roadstead, a strange and hostile land.

Wherefore should I linger? Others gone before

Long since safe are landed on a calm and friendly shore.

Now the sailing orders, in mercy, Lord, bestow,

Loose the cable, let me go!

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