SALEM. II. 5.

1. Rise, crown'd with light,

im per ial Sa lem, rise;

Ex - alt thy

towering head and lift.... thine eyes! See heaven its spark- ling por- tals

wide.. display, And break up on thee in.... a flood

Hymn 53.

2 See a long race thy spacious courts adorn,
See future sons, and daughters yet unborn,
In crowding ranks, on every side arise,
Demanding life, impatient for the skies.

8 See barbarous nations at thy gates attend,
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend:
See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings,
While every land its joyous tribute brings.

4 The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay,
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;
But fix'd his word, his saving power remains;
Thy realm shall last, thy own Messiah reigns.

Doxology.

To God the Father, and to God the Son,

To God the Holy Spirit, Three in. One,

Be praise from all on earth and all in heaven,
As was, and is, and ever shall be given.

of day.

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay on all around I see;

O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
3 I need Thy presence every passing hour;

What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;

Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Psalm 37.

From the xlii. Psalm of David.

1 As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs,
That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase,
So pants my soul for thee, great King of kings,
So thirsts to reach thy sacred dwelling-place.

2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, my saddening soul?
Why droop to earth, with various woes oppress'd?
My years shall yet in blissful circles roll,

And peace be yet an inmate of this breast.

3 Lord, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight,
My heart shall gladden through the tedious day;
And midst the dark and gloomy shades of night,
To thee, my God, I'll tune the grateful lay.

CASSOCK.

II. 6.

BISHOP HOPKINS.

1. Hail to the Lord's A-noint- ed, Great Da-vid's great-er Son; Hail

in the time ap- point - ed, His reign on earth be gun!... His

reign on earth be - gun! He comes to break op pres- sion, То

set the captive free, To take a way transgression, And rule in e- qui

To take a way transgression, And rule in equity.