The Saviour's outer hem;

They fear not, for the Living God

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Is yet unknown to them.

Love to Christ.

DODDRIDGE.

1 Do not I love thee, O my Lord?
Behold my heart, and see,
And turn each worthless idol out,
That dares to rival thee.

2 Is not thy name melodious still
To my attentive ear?

Doth not each pulse with pleasure beat
My Saviour's voice to hear?

3 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock
I would disdain to feed?
Hast thou a foe before whose face
I fear thy cause to plead?

And labor vainly done;

The solemn shadow of thy cross

Is better than the sun.

4 Alone, O Love ineffable!

Thy saving name is given; To turn aside from thee is hell, To walk with thee is heaven.

Blessings of Christ's Reign.
1 HAIL to the Lord's Anointed!
Great David's greater Son;
Hail, in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captive free!
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.

2 He comes, with succor speedy,
To those who suffer wrong;
To help the poor and needy,
And bid the weak be strong;
To give them songs for sighing,
Their darkness turn to light,
Whose souls, condemned and dying,
Were precious in his sight.
3 O'er every foe victorious,

He on his throne shall rest,
From age to age more glorious,
All blessing, and all blest.
The tide of time shall never

His covenant remove;
His name shall stand forever,-
That name to us is- Love.

Till every isle and nation,
Till every tribe and tongue,
Receive the great salvation,

And join the happy throng.

2 Yes,-thou shalt reign forever,
O Jesus, King of kings!
Thy light, thy love, thy favor,
Each ransomed captive sings:
The isles for thee are waiting,

The deserts learn thy praise,
The hills and valleys greeting,
The song responsive raise.

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Fear not, little Flock.

1 IN heavenly love abiding,
No change my heart shall fear,
And safe is such confiding,

For nothing changes here:
The storm may roar without me,
My heart may low be laid,
But God is round about me,
And can I be dismayed?

2 Wherever he may guide me,
No want shall turn me back;
My Shepherd is beside me,
And nothing can I lack:
His wisdom ever waketh,
His sight is never dim:
He knows the way he taketh,
And I will walk with him.

1 COME, said Jesus' sacred voice,
Come, and make my path your choice;
I will guide you to your home:
Weary pilgrim, hither come.

2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste, -
Weary pilgrim, hither haste.

3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,
Seek for ease, but seek in vain;
Ye, whose swollen and sleepless eyes
Watch to see the morning rise;

4 Ye by fiercer anguish torn,
In remorse for guilt who mourn,
Here repose your heavy care:
Who the stings of guilt can bear?

5 Sinner, come; for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound,
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.

1 ОH! not alone with outward sign,
Of fear, or voice from heaven,
The message of a truth divine,
The call of God, is given;
Awakening in the human heart,
Love for the true and right,
Zeal for the Christian's better part,
Strength for the Christian's fight.

2 Though heralded by naught of fear,
Or outward sign or show;
Though only to the inward ear
It whisper soft and low;
Though dropping as the manna fell,
Unseen yet from above,
Holy and gentle, heed it well,-
The call to truth and love.

No war shall rage, nor hostile strife
Disturb those happy years;

To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning-hooks their spears.