Of every kindred, clime, and land,
A multitude unknown.
2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here; To-day, the young, the old, Our Saviour and his flock appear One Shepherd and one fold.
p 3 Toil, trial, suff'ring, still await On earth the pilgrim's throng; Yet learn we, in our low estate, The church triumphant's song. 84 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, Cry the redeemed above, Blessing and honour to obtain, And everlasting tove.
5 Worthy the Lamb, on earth we sing, Who died our souls to save:
Henceforth, O Death! where is thy sting? Thy victory, O Grave?
6 Then, hallelujah! power and praise To God in Christ be given;
May all who now this anthem raise, Renew the strain in heaven.
Vital Union to Christ in Regeneration.
DEAR Saviour, we are thine
By everlasting bonds;
Our names, our hearts, we would resign; Our souls are in thy hands.
2 To thee we still would cleave, With ever-growing zeal;
If millions tempt us Christ to leave, Oh, let them ne'er prevail.
3 Thy Spirit shall unite
Our souls to thee, our Head; Shall form us to thy image bright, That we thy paths may tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay; But love shall keep us near thy side Through all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt and fear? If he in heaven hath fixed his throne, He'll fix his members there.
HYMN 331. L. M. Atlantic. [*]
Now let our souls, on wings sublime,
Rise from the vanities of time;
Draw back the parting veil, and see The glories of eternity.
2 Born by a new, celestial birth, Why should we grovel here on earth? Why grasp at transitory toys, So near to heaven's eternal joys? 3 Shall aught beguile us on the road, When we are walking back to God? For strangers into life we come, And dying is but going home.
s 4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge That sets our longing souls at large; Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell, And gives us with our God to dwell. 5 To dwell with God, to feel his love, Is the full heaven enjoyed above; And the sweet expectation now Is the young dawn of heaven below.
HYMN 332. 7s. Hotham. [b or *] Forsaking all for Christ.
1 JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be; Perish every fond ambition,
All I've sought, or hoped, or known, Yet how rich is my condition! God and heaven are still my own.
o 2 Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care, Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear;
e Think what spirit dwells within thee; Think what Father's smiles are thine; Think that Jesus died to win thee ⚫ Child of heaven, canst thou repine? $ 3 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal days before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. MONTGOMERY. HYMN 333. 7s. Pilgrim. [bor *] Welcoming the Cross.
Not to love without the cross; But the Saviour's power to know, Sanctifying every loss.
2 Trials must and will befall; But with humble faith to see Love inscribed upon them all, This is happiness to me.
3 Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to his feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.
HYMN 334. L. M. Brentford. [b]
The Influence of the World deplored. H! from the world's vile slavery,
And as my treasure is above,
Be there my thoughts and there my love.
p 2 But oft, alas! too well I know, My thoughts, my love, are fixed below; In every lifeless prayer I find
The heart unmoved, the absent mind. 3 Oh! what that frozen heart can move, Which melts not at a Saviour's love? What can that sluggish spirit raise, Which will not sing the Saviour's praise? 4 Lord, draw my best affections hence, Above this world of sin and sense; s Cause them to soar beyond the skies, And rest not, till to thee they rise.
HYMN 335. C. M. Canterbury. [b] The Power of Faith.
AITH adds new charms to earthly bliss.
And saves us from its snares;
Its aid in every duty brings,
And softens all our cares;
2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin,
And lights the sacred fire
Of love to God and heavenly things,
And feeds the pure desire.
3 The wounded conscience knows its power The healing balm to give; That balm the saddest heart can cheer,
And make the dying live.
4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, Where deathless pleasures reign; And bids us seek our portion there, Nor bids us seek in vain.
HYMN 336. 7s & 6s. Margate. [b or *] Looking forward.
P1 FROM every earthly pleasure,
From every transient joy,
From every mortal treasure, That soon will fade and die; No longer these desiring, Upward our wishes tend, To nobler bliss aspiring, And joys that never end. 2 From every piercing sorrow That heaves our breast to-day, -Or threatens us to-morrow,
Hope turns our eyes away: ■ On wings of faith ascending, We see the land of light, And feel our sorrows ending In infinite delight.
p 3 What though we are but strangers And sojourners below;
And countless snares and dangers Surround the path we go; Though painful and distressing, Yet there's a rest above;
And onward still we're pressing, To reach that land of love.
HYMN 337. 7s. German Hymn. [*] The Pilgrim's Song.
• 1 CHILDREN of the heavenly King.
As ye journey, sweetly sing:
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, • Glorious in his works and ways!
o 2 Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod : They are happy now, and ye Soon their happiness shall see.
u 3 Shout, ye ransomed flock, and blest' Ye on Jesus' throne shall rest: There your seat is now prepared; There your kingdom and reward. s 4 Fear not, brethren! joyful stand On the borders of your land: Jesus Christ, God's only Son, Bids you undismayed go on. p 5 Lord, submissive make us go, o Gladly leaving all below: Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow thee.
HYMN 338. L. M.
Heb. xiii, 14.
W This may distress the worldly mind;
WE'VE no abiding city here"
o But should not cost the saint a tear, Who hopes a better rest to find.
e 2" We've no abiding city here"- e Sad truth, were this to be our home: o But let this thought our spirits cheer, "We seek a city yet to come.' 3" We've no abiding city here"— Then let us live as pilgrims do; Let not the world our rest appear, But let us haste from all below. e 4" We've no abiding city here"- 8 We seek a city out of sight; Zion its name-the Lord is there, It shines with everlasting light.
HYMN 339. C. M. St. Ann's. [*] Sincerity and Truth.
1 ET those who bear the Christian name. Their holy vows fulfill :
The saints, the followers of the Lamb, Are men of honour still.
2 True to the solemn oaths they take, Though to their hurt they swear, Constant and just to all they speak, For God and angels hear
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