So let Thy life our pat-tern be, And form our souls for heav'n. our Fa-ther's will, Our broth-er's grief to share. In Be this the pray'r of my last breath; Dear Lord, re- mem- ber me. 184 A-men. Rev. JOSEPH Humphreys, (1720-1770) 185 ROSEFIELD 7s. 61. Rev. H. A. C. MALAN, 1834 the sons of God, They are bought with Christ's own blood; fied by grace, They enjoy the Sav-iour's peace; the earth, Children of 2. They are jus ti 3. They are lights up on a heav'n-ly birth, For all the ser-vants Tho' now di - vid - ed of our King In earth and heav'n are one. Part of the host have cross'd the flood, And part are cross-ing now. Bid Jor-dan's nar- row stream di- vide, And land us safe in heav'n. A-men. The fel-low-ship of kin-dred minds Is like to that a - bove. Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one, And often for each other flows Our comforts and our cares. The sym-pa-thiz-ing tear. be join'd in heart, And hope to meet a - gain. 5 This glorious hope revives 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin, we shall be free; And perfect love and friendship reign |