Nothing desire, nor aught esteem,
But Jesus crucified.

4 Partakers of the Saviour's grace,
The same in mind and heart,

Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place,
Nor life, nor death, can part.

5 But let us hasten to the day

Which shall our flesh restore, When death shall all be done away, And we shall part no more.

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Kindness to the Poor.

1 FATHER of mercies, send thy grace,
All-powerful, from above,

To form in our obedient souls
The image of thy love.

2 0, may our sympathizing breasts
That generous pleasure know,
Kindly to share in others' joy,
And weep for others' woe.

3 When poor and helpless sons of grief
In deep distress are laid,

Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,
And swift our hands to aid.

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4 So Jesus looked on dying man,

When throned above the skies,
And, in the Father's bosom blest,
He felt compassion rise.

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew
To raise us from the ground;
For us he shed his precious blood-
A balm for every wound.

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"Ye have done it unto Me."

1 JESUS, our Lord, how rich thy grace,
Thy bounties how complete :

How shall we count the matchless sum,
Or pay the mighty debt?

2 High on a throne of radiant light
Dost thou exalted shine;

What can our poverty bestow,

When all the worlds are thine?

3 But thou hast brethren here below,
The partners of thy grace,

And wilt confess their humble names
Before thy Father's face.

4 In them thou may'st be clothed, and fed,
And visited, and cheered;

And in their accents of distress,

Our Saviour's voice is heard.

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5 Thy face, with reverence and with love,

We in thy poor would see;

O, rather let us beg our bread,
Than hold it back from thee.

S. M.

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All Things in Christ.

1 THOU very-present Aid

In suffering and distress!

The mind, which still on thee is stayed,

Is kept in perfect peace.

2 Sorrow and fear are gone,

Whene'er thy face appears;

It stills the sighing orphan's moan,
And dries the widow's tears.

3 It hallows every cross,

It sweetly comforts me;

Makes me forget my every loss,

And find my all in thee.

4 Jesus, to whom I fly,

Will all my wishes fill;

What though created streams are dry?

I have the fountain still.

5 Stripped of my earthly friends,
I find them all in one;

And peace, and joy which never ends,
And heaven, in Christ, begun.

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In Darkness, yet Trusting.

1 My God!-0, could I make the claim―
My Father and my Friend-
And call thee mine by every name
On which thy saints depend!

2 By every name of power and love,
I would thy grace entreat;
Nor should my humble hope remove,
Nor leave thy mercy-seat.

3 Yet, though my soul in darkness mourns,
Thy word is all my stay;

Here would I rest till light returns:
Thy presence makes my day.

4 Speak, Lord! and bid celestial peace
Relieve my aching heart;

O, smile, and bid my sorrows cease,
And all the gloom depart!

5 Then shall my drooping spirit rise,
And bless the healing rays;

And change these deep, complaining sighs
To songs of sacred praise.

C. M.

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Walking in Darkness.

S. M.

1 My God, to thee I call,

Must I for ever mourn?

So far from thee, my life, my all,-
O when wilt thou return?

2 Dark as the shades of night
My gloomy sorrows rise,
And hide thy soul reviving light
From these desiring eyes.

3 Dear Source of all my joys,
And solace of my care;

O wilt thou hear my plaintive voice,
And grant my humble prayer!

4 These envious clouds remove,
Thy cheering light restore;
Confirm my interest in thy love
Till I can doubt no more.

5 Then if my troubles rise,

To thee, my God, I'll flee,

And raise my hopes above the skies,
And cast my cares on thee.

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"Cause thy Face to Shine."

C. M.

1 My Father, God, before thy face

I cast me in the dust;