5 Silent we own Jehovah's name, 1 HYMN 130. C. M. Funeral Hymn.-A Saint prepared to die. DEATH may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home; Why do my minutes move so slow, 2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought Finish'd my course, and kept the faith, 3 God hath laid up in heav'n for me 4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed But all that love and long to see 5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe 6 God is my everlasting aid, 1 HYMN 131. C. M. Funeral Hymn.—A voice from the tombs. Η ARK! from the tombs a doleful sound; H My ears attend the cry: "Ye living men, come view the ground, "Where you must shortly lie. 2 "Princes, this clay must be your bed, "In spite of all your tow'rs; "The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head "Must lie as low as ours." 3 Great God! is this our certain doom? Still walking downward to the tomb, 4 Grant us the pow'r of quick'ning grace, Then, when we drop this dying flesh, HE HYMN 132. C. M. Funeral Consolations. TEAR what the voice from heav'n deTo those in Christ who die! [clares "Releas'd from all their earthly cares, "They reign with him on high." 2 Then, why lament departed friends, Or shake at death's alarms! Death's but the servant Jesus sends To call us to his arms. 3 If sin be pardon'd we're secure, The law gave sin its strength and pow'r; 4 The graves of all his saints he bless'd, When in the grave he lay! And rising thence, their hopes he rais'd 5 Then joyfully, while life we have, 1 Τ HYMN 133. 8s. L. M. The Life of Faith. HE moment a sinner believes, 3 Tho' thousands and thousands of foes Their rage he thro' Christ can oppose, 4 The faith, that unites to the Lamb, 5 It says to the mountains " depart," The wounded in conscience makes whole. 6 Christ lives by his Spirit in them, Whose hearts are renewed by grace; And they, by their faith, live in him, HYMN 134. C. M. The Walk of Faith. HYMN 135. L. M. The Conflicts of Faith. [ESUS, our soul's delightful choice, In thee believing, we rejoice; Yet still our joy is mix'd with grief, While faith contends with unbelief. 2 Thy promises our hearts revive, And keep our fainting hopes alive; But guilt and fears, and sorrows rise, And hide the promise from our eyes. 3 Do thou the languid spark inflame, That we may conquer in thy name; And let not sin and Satan boast, While saints lie mourning in the dust. 4 Unequal to the conflict, Lord, Too weak to wield the shield or sword, On thine almighty arm we fall; Be thou our Jesus, and our all. I HYMN 136. L. M. The Trials of Faith. PRAY'D the Lord, that I might grow 2 'Twas he, who taught me thus to pray, |