3 For those to whom, through us, Thou hast
Some heavenly guidance given;
For some, it may be, saved from death,
And some brought nearer heaven.
4 For solace ministered perchance
In days of grief and pain;
For peace to troubled weary souls
Not spoken all in vain.

5 Lord, keep us still the same, as in
Remembered days of old;
O keep us fervent still in love,
'Mid many waxing cold :-

6 Thy name to name, Thyself to own,
With voice unfaltering,

And face as bold and unashamed,
As in our Christian spring.

634

H. BONAR.

DEATH OF A MINISTER.

C.M.

NOW let our mourning hearts revive,

And all our tears be dry:

Why should those eyes be drowned in grief,

Which view a Saviour nigh?

2 What though the arm of conquering death Does God's own house invade?

What though the prophet and the priest Be numbered with the dead?

3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged and the young,

The watchful eye in darkness closed,
And mute the instructive tongue,

4 The Eternal Shepherd still survives,
New comfort to impart;

His eye still guides us, and His voice
Still animates our heart.

5 Lo, I am with you,' saith the Lord,
'My Church shall safe abide ;
For I will ne'er forsake My own,
Whose souls in Me confide.'

6 Through every scene of life and death, This promise is our trust:

And this shall be our children's song,
When we are turned to dust.

635

DODDRIDGE.

Christian Ordinances.

BAPTISM.

AROUND Thy grave, Lord Jesus,
Thine open grave, we stand,

With hearts all full of gladness,
To keep Thy blest command:
So Thee in faith we follow,
And trace Thy path of love,
Through the strange solemn waters,
Up to Thy throne above.

7.6.

2 Lord Jesus, we remember
The travail of Thy soul,
When in Thy love's deep pity
The waves did o'er Thee roll:
Baptized in death's cold waters,
For us Thy blood was shed;
For us the Lord of glory

Was numbered with the dead.

3 But now Thou art arisen!
Thy travail all is o'er;

Once Thou for sin hast suffered,
And Thou shalt die no more!
Crowned with immortal honour,
Because of that dark bed,
Give us to share Thy triumph,
Thou First-born from the dead!

4 Into Thy death baptized,

O let us with Thee die!
And clothe us with Thy risen life,
And wholly sanctify:

So freed from the old nature,
And ransomed by Thy blood,
May we pass on to glory,
Alive with Thee to God.

J. G. DECK.

636

C.M.

URIED beneath the yielding wave, The dear Redeemer lies; Faith views Him in the watery grave, And thence beholds Him rise.

2 Thus it becomes His saints to-day
Their ardent zeal to express ;
And, in the Lord's appointed way,
Fulfil all righteousness.

3 With joy we in His footsteps tread,
And would His cause maintain,
Like Him be numbered with the dead,
And with Him rise and reign.

4 His presence oft revives our hearts,
And drives our fears away;

When He commands, and strength imparts,

We cheerfully obey.

5 Now we, blest Jesus, would to Thee
Our grateful voices raise:

Washed in the fountain of Thy blood,
Our lives shall all be praise.

637

B. BEDDOME.

CHILDREN of the King of grace,

As from earth to heaven ye go,

Your Redeemer's footsteps trace,
Follow Him in all ye do.

78.

2 His sweet presence you will find
Shining on you as ye go:
Cast your fears and cares behind;
Trust Him, He will bring you through.

3 You are buried with the Lord;
In the Lord you rise again;
Now you live upon His word
Who, to ransom you, was slain.

4 Hear the voice that speaks from heaven, "This is My appointed way; You, whose sins He has forgiven, Follow Him without delay.

5 Mighty Saviour! we obey

Thy divine, commanding voice;
Thou hast taught our feet the way,
In Thy mandate we rejoice.

6 On Thy promise we rely,

Hear us from Thy lofty throne :
Shine upon us from on high,
Bless and seal us as Thy own.

638

DEAR

J. SWAIN.

C.M.

EAR Lord, and will Thy pardoning love

Embrace a soul so vile?

Wilt Thou my load of guilt remove,
And bless me with Thy smile ?

2 Hast Thou discharged my dreadful debt, And set the prisoner free?

Canst Thou each bold affront forget,
And save a wretch like me?

3 And shall my proud rebellious heart
Yet murmur at Thy will?

Shall I from Thy commands depart,
And wander from Thee still?

4 Hast Thou for me the cross endured
And all the shame despised?
And shall I be ashamed, O Lord,
With Thee to be baptized?