515.

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The Providence of Life.

COWPER.

1 ALMIGHTY King! whose wondrous hand
Supports the weight of sea and land,
Whose grace is such a boundless store,
No heart shall break that sighs for more!
2 Thy providence supplies my food,
And is thy blessing makes it good:
My soul is nourished by thy word;
Let soul and body praise the Lord.

3 My streams of outward comfort came
From him who built this earthly frame;
Whate'er I want his bounty gives,
By whom my soul forever lives.

4 Either his hand preserves from pain,
Or, if I feel it, heals again;

From strife and sorrow shields my breast,
Or overrules them for the best.

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7s. M. 61.

The Pilgrimage of Life.

BOWRING.

1 LEAD us with thy gentle sway,
As a willing child is led;
Speed us on our forward way,
As a pilgrim, Lord, is sped,
Who with prayers and helps divine
Seeks a consecrated shrine.

2 We are pilgrims, and our goal

Is that distant land whose bourn

Is the haven of the soul;

Where the mourners cease to mourn, Where the Saviour's hand will dry Every tear from every eye.

2 "Give me a calm, a thankful heart
From every murmur free;

The blessings of thy grace impart,
And make me live to thee.

3 "Let the sweet hope that thou art mine
My life and death attend;

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Thy presence through my journey shine,
And crown my journey's end."

The Way of God with the Spirit.

1 'Tis God the spirit leads
In paths before unknown:

The work to be performed is ours;
The strength is all his own.

2 Assisted by his

grace,

We still pursue our way;

And hope at last to reach the prize,
Secure in endless day.

3 'Tis he that works to will;
"T is he that works to do;
His is the power by which we act,
His be the glory too.

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Foretaste of Heaven.

CHRISTIAN PSALM [.

1 WHAT must it be to dwell above,

At God's right hand, where Jesus reigns
Since the sweet earnest of his love

O'erwhelms us on these earthly plains!
No heart can think, no tongue explain,
What bliss it is with Christ to reign.

2 When sin no more obstructs our sight,

When sorrow pains our hearts no more,
How shall we view the Prince of Light
And all his works of grace explore!

What heights and depths of love divine Will there through endless ages shine! 3 This is the heaven I long to know;

For this, with patience, I would wait,
Till, weaned from earth, and all below,
I mount to my celestial seat,

And wave my palm, and wear my crown,
And, with the elders, cast them down.

Jesus precious to them that believe.

1 JESUS, I love thy charming name;
'Tis music to my ear;

Fain would I sound it out so loud
That earth and heaven might hear.

2 Whate'er my noblest powers can wish
In thee doth richly meet;
No light unto my eyes so dear,
No friendship half so sweet.

3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,
And shed its fragrance there,-
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.

4 I'll speak the honors of thy name
With my expiring breath,

And, dying, clasp thee in my arms,
The antidote of death.

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The Hope of Heaven.

1 WHEN I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,

I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.

WATTS.

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2 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all!

3 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

WATTS

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LIFE, DEATH AND FUTURITY.

C. M.

"From everlasting to everlasting, thou art God"

1 OUR GOD, our help in ages past,

Our hope for
years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast.
And our eternal home;

2 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.

3 A thousand ages, in thy sight,
Are like an evening gone;

Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.

4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;

They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.

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The Providence of Life.

COWPER.

1 ALMIGHTY King! whose wondrous hand
Supports the weight of sea and land,
Whose grace is such a boundless store,
No heart shall break that sighs for more!
2 Thy providence supplies my food,
And is thy blessing makes it good:
My soul is nourished by thy word;
Let soul and body praise the Lord.

3 My streams of outward comfort came
From him who built this earthly frame;
Whate'er I want his bounty gives,
By whom my soul forever lives.

4 Either his hand preserves from pain,
Or, if I feel it, heals again;

From strife and sorrow shields my breast,
Or overrules them for the best.

516.

7s. M. 61.

The Pilgrimage of Life.

BOWRING.

1 LEAD us with thy gentle sway,
As a willing child is led;
Speed us on our forward way,
As a pilgrim, Lord, is sped,
Who with prayers and helps divine
Seeks a consecrated shrine.

2 We are pilgrims, and our goal

Is that distant land whose bourn

Is the haven of the soul;

Where the mourners cease to mourn,
Where the Saviour's hand will dry
Every tear from every eye.