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October 28. L. M.

Hebron.

BEARING THE CROSS.

"If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross and follow me."-Matt. xvi. 24.

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AKE up thy cross, the Saviour said, If thou wouldst my disciple be: Take up thy cross with willing heart, And humbly follow after me.

2 Take up thy cross, let not its weight
Fill thy weak spirit with alarm;
His strength shall bear thy spirit up,

And brace thy heart, and nerve thy arm.
3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame,
And let thy foolish pride be still;
Thy Lord refused not e'en to die
Upon a cross on Calvary's hill.

4 Take up thy cross, then, in his strength,
And calmly sin's wild deluge brave;
'Twill guide thee to a better home;
It points to glory o'er the grave.

5 Take up thy cross and follow me,
Nor think till death to lay it down;
For only he who bears the cross
May hope to win the glorious crown.

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October 29. C. M.

Arlington.

A MORNING HYMN.

"The path of the just is as the shining light, that shineth more and more unto the perfect day."-Prov. iv. 18.

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Y God, who makest the sun to know
His proper hour to rise;

And, to give light to all below,

Doth send him round the skies;—

2 When from the chambers of the east
His morning race begins,

He never tires nor stops to rest,
But round the world he shines ;-

3 So, like the sun, would I fulfil

The business of the day,Begin my work betimes, and still March on my heavenly way.

4 Give me, O Lord, thy early grace,
Nor let my soul complain

That the young morning of my days
Has all been spent in vain.

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October 30.

7s.

Pleyel's Hymn.

GOD'S BLESSING SOUGHT IN PRAYER.

"If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you."-John xv. 7.

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COME, my soul, thy suit prepare,

To thy God direct thy prayer;

In his word he bids thee pray,
Therefore come without delay.

2 Lord! I come to thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There thy sovereign right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

3 While I am a pilgrim here,

Let thy love my spirit cheer;

As my guide, my guard, my friend,
Lead me to my journey's end.

4 Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew;
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die thy people's death.

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October 31. C. M.

Coronation.

A MORNING HYMN.

"The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth, and with my song will I praise him."-Ps. xxviii. 7.

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ONCE more the light of day I see;

Lord, with it let me raise

My heart and voice in song to thee,
Of gratitude and praise.

2 The sky-lark from its lowly nest
Hath soared into the sky,
And by its joyous song expressed
Unconscious praise on high.

3 My feeble voice and faltering tone
No tuneful tribute bring;

But thou canst in my heart make known
What bird can never sing.

4 Instruct me, then, to lift my heart
To thee in praise and prayer;
And love and gratitude impart,
For every good I share.

5 Thus let me, Lord, confess the debt
I owe thee day by day;
Nor e'er at night or morn forget
To thee, O God! to pray.

306 November 1. 7s & 6s.

AN AUTUMNAL HYMN.

Missionary.

"For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away, but the word of the Lord endureth for ever."1 Pet. i. 24, 25.

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leaves around me falling, Are preaching of decay,

The hollow winds are calling

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Come, pilgrim, come away!'

The day, in night declining,
Says, I must too decline,
The year, its bloom resigning-
Its lot foreshadows mine!

2 The light my path surrounding,
The loves to which I cling,
The hopes within me bounding,
The joys that round me wing,
All, all, like stars at even,
Just gleam and shoot away;
Pass on before to heaven,
And chide at my delay.

3 The friends gone there before me
Are calling from on high,
And happy angels o'er me
Tempt sweetly to the sky.
"Why wait," they say, "and wither
Mid scenes of death and sin?
Oh! rise to glory hither,

And find true life begin."

4 I hear the invitation,

And fain would rise and come,

A sinner to salvation,

An exile to his home;
But, while I here must linger,
Thus, thus let all I see
Point on with faithful finger,
To heaven, O Lord, and Thee.

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November 2. C. M.

PRAISE TO GOD.

Christmas.

"I will praise thy name for thy loving-kindness and for thy truth: for thou hast magnified thy word above all thy name."Ps. cxxxviii. 2.

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LIFT up to God the voice of praise,
Whose breath our souls inspired;
Loud and more loud the anthem raise,
With grateful ardor fired.

2 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
Whose goodness, passing thought,
Loads every moment, as it flies,
With benefits unsought.

3 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
From whom salvation flows,

Who sent his Son our souls to save
From everlasting woes.

4 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
For hope's transporting ray,

Which lights through darkest shades of death,
To realms of endless day.

Eaton.

308 November 3. L. M. 6 lines.

TRUST IN GOD.

"Trust ye in the Lord for ever: for in the Lord JEHOVAH is everlasting strength."-Isa. xxvi. 4.

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let my trembling soul be still,

While darkness veils this mortal eye,
And wait thy wise, thy holy will,

Wrapt yet in fears and mystery.
I cannot, Lord, thy purpose see!
Yet all is well-since ruled by Thee.
2 When, mounted on thy clouded car,

Thou send'st thy darker spirits down,
I can discern by night afar,

Thy light, sweet beaming through thy frown; And, should I faint a moment, then

I think of Thee-and smile again.

3 So, trusting in thy love, I tread The narrow path of duty on:

What though some cherished joys are fled! What though some flattering dreams are gone! Yet purer, brighter joys remain:

Why should my spirit then complain?

309 November 4. C. M.

GOD THE PRESERVER OF MEN.

Peterborough.

"The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in, from this time forth, and even for evermore."—Ps. cxxi. 8.

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THROUGH all the dangers of the night,
Preserved, O Lord, by thee,

Again we hail the cheerful light,
Again we bow the knee.

2 Oh! may the beams of truth divine,
With clear convincing light,

In all our understandings shine,
And chase our mental night.

3 Let all our words and all our ways
Declare that we are thine;

That thus along our path, the rays
Of heavenly truth may shine.

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