Long years were spent for me;
Have I spent one for Thee?
3 Thy Father's home of light,
'Thy rainbow-circled throne,
Were left for earthly night,
For wanderings sad and lone;
Yea, all was left for me;
Have I left aught for Thee?

4 Thou, Lord, hast borne for me
More than my tongue can tell
Of bitterest agony,

To rescue me from hell;
Thou sufferedst all for me;
What have I borne for Thee?

5 And Thou hast brought to me
Down from Thy home above
Salvation full and free,

Thy pardon and Thy love;
Great gifts Thou broughtest me;
What have I brought to Thee?

5 O let my life be given,

My years for Thee be spent ;
World-fetters all be riven,
And joy with suffering blent;
Thou gav'st Thyself for me,-
I give myself to Thee!

WE

F. R. HAVERGAL.

E give Thee but Thine own,
Whate'er the gift may be:

*

S.M.

2

3

All that we have is Thine alone,
A trust, O Lord, from Thee.
May we Thy bounties thus
As stewards true receive;
And gladly, as Thou blessest us,
To Thee our first-fruits give.

O! hearts are bruised and dead;
And homes are bare and cold;

And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled
Are straying from the fold!

To comfort and to bless,

To tend the lone and fatherless,

4

To find a balm for woe,

Is angels' work below.

5

The captive to release,

6

To God the lost to bring,

To teach the way of life and peace,

It is a Christ-like thing.

And we believe Thy word,

Though dim our faith may be,

Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord,
We do it unto Thee.

791

W. W. HOW.

L.M.

WHEN, like a stranger on our sphere.
The lowly Jesus wandered here,

Where'er He went, affliction fled,
And sickness reared her fainting head.
2 The eye that rolled in darksome night
Beheld His face-for God is light;

The opening ear, the loosened tongue, His precepts heard, His praises sung. 3 With bounding steps, the halt and lame To hail their great Deliverer, came:

O'er the cold grave He bowed His head, He spake the word, and raised the dead. 4 Demoniac madness, dark and wild, In His inspiring presence smiled;

The storm of horror ceased to roll, And reason lightened through the soul. 5 Through paths of loving-kindness led, Where Jesus triumphed, we would tread; And where He gives the power, dispense The gifts of true benevolence.

J. MONTGOMERY.

792

For a Provident Society.

OUR souls shall magnify the Lord,

In Him our spirits shall rejoice;
Assembled here with one accord,

L.M.

We praise Him with one heart and voice.

2 God of our life! to Thee we bow;
Thou art our refuge in distress;
The husband of the widow Thou!
The Father of the fatherless!

3 May we the Christian law fulfil,

And bear each other's burdens here;

And thus unite to do Thy will In perfect love and holy fear. 4 Grant that our union, here begun, May ever firm and lasting be; Around Thy throne may we be one, One with each other, one with Thee.

J. MONTGOMERY.

793

Times and Seasons.

MORNING.

L.M.

AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun

Thy daily stage of duty run;

Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise,
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Thy precious time misspent, redeem,
Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care,
For the great day thyself prepare.
3 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part;
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praise to the Eternal King.

4 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me whilst I slept; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,

I may of endless light partake.

5 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew, Disperse my sins as morning dew,

Guard my first springs of thought and will,

And with Thyself my spirit fill.

6 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say ;

That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.

7 Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

794

T. KEN.

L.M.

FORTH in Thy name, O Lord, we go

Our daily labour to pursue ;

Thee, only Thee, resolved to know,
In all we think, or speak, or do.
2 The task Thy wisdom hath assigned
O let us cheerfully fulfil;

In all our works Thy presence find,
And prove Thy good and perfect will,
3 Thee may we set at our right hand,
Whose eyes our inmost substance see,
And labour on at Thy command,
And offer all our works to Thee.

4 Give us to bear Thy easy yoke,

And every moment watch and pray; -
And still to things eternal look,
And hasten to Thy glorious day;