2 But mind, enlightened and refined,
Shall live beyond the sky,
And heavenly sciences explore,
When time itself shall die!
3 A nobler monument we raise
Than costly marble pile-
A beacon light to lead the way
From ignorance and guile.
4 This house, with prayer, O God, we give
To truth's supreme control;
To virtue and progressive thought,
The riches of the soul.
1 THERE is a pure and peaceful wave,
That issues from the throne of love,
Whose waters gladden as they lave
The bright and heavenly courts above.
2 In living streams behold that tide
Through Christ the rock profusely burst; And in his word, behold supplied
The fount for which our spirits thirst.
3 The pilgrim faint, who seems to sink
Beneath the sultry sky of time,
May here repose, and freely drink
The waters of that better clime.
4 And every soul may here partake
The blessings of the fount above;
And none who drink will e'er forsake
The crystal stream of boundless love.
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The Soldier of the Cross.
1 SOLDIER, to the contest pressing,
Onward, let thy watchword be;
God upon thee pours his blessing;
What though man derideth thee!
2 Onward, though the fagot's burning
By thy pathway's only light;
Onward, death and danger spurning;
Onward in the path of right!
3 God, for all thy wants providing,
Armor trusty hath for thee;
Gird thyself, in him confiding,
With the goodly panoply:
4 Righteousness thy breast defending,
And thy feet with justice shod:
Onward; with the foe contending,
Wield thy sword, the word of God.
5 Thine the helmet of salvation,
Faith thy mighty shield shall be;
And let prayer and supplication,
Lance and glorious falchion be;
6 Onward then, with bold contending,
In the path the martyrs trod:
God to thee his strength is lending;
Onward, in the strength of God.
On Occasion of a Destructive Fire.
1 ETERNAL GOD, our humbled souls
Before thy presence bow;
With all thy wasting magazines,
How terrible art thou!
2 The flames thy messengers become,
And their destruction pour,
And that which we in strength had reared
Lies mouldered in an hour.
3 Within our pleasant places, Lord,
Destruction rears its head,
And blackened walls and smoking heaps
Along our streets are spread.
4 Lord, in this hour we come to thee,
With awe adore thy name;
Yet bless the hand of guardian love,
That snatched us from the flame.
During or after a Great Storm.
1 AMID surrounding gloom and waste,
From nature's face we flee;
And in our fear and wonder haste
O nature's life, to thee!
Thy ways are in the mighty deep;
In tempests as they blow;
In floods that o'er our treasures sweep;
The lightning; and the snow.
2 Though earth upon its axis reels,
And heaven is veiled in wrath;
Not one of nature's million wheels
Breaks its appointed path;
Fixed in thy grasp, the sources meet
Of beauty and of awe;
In storm or calm, all pulses beat
True to the central law.
3 Thou art that law, whose will thus done
In seeming wreck and blight,
Sends the calm planets round the sun,
And pours the moon's soft light.
We trust thy love; thou best dost know
The universal peace;
How long the stormy force should blow,
And when the flood should cease.
4 And though around our path some form
Of mystery ever lies,
And life is like the calm and storm
That checker earth and skies,
Through all its mingling joy and dread,
Permit us, Holy One,
By faith to see the golden thread
Of thy great purpose run.
1 How are thy servants blest, O Lord!
How sure is their defence !
Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help omnipotence.
2 In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Supported by thy care,
They pass unhurt through burning climes,
And breathe in tainted air.
3 Thy mercy sweetens every soil,
Makes every region please;
The hoary, frozen hills it warms,
And smooths the boisterous seas.
4 In midst of dangers, fears, and death,
Thy goodness I'll adore,
And praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.
Influence of Christian Woman. Matt. 26: 13
1 "WHERE'ER my Gospel is proclaimed,
Through the long ages yet to be,
There shall this deed of love be named
Which she this hour hath done for me."
2 Lord, while our eyes on Mary rest,
And see the precious perfume poured,
With thrilling power our thoughts invest
The sacred record of thy word.
3 We bring to God, in thy dear name,
The tribute of our grateful praise,
For many a deed, unknown to fame,
Where woman her true homage pays.
4 The wife, the mother, sister, friend,-
All holy may her influence be!
The sweetness of her kindness blend
With Temperance, Truth, and Charity.
5 Oh not a work is wrought in vain
Where love like Mary's fills the heart;
Memorials of that love remain,
1 BLESS, O bless, Almighty Father,
Woman's mission with our race,-
Her fond strivings here to gather
Fruits of thy redeeming grace.
2 Though her way be not where honor
Wins the gazing world's acclaim,
Yet we bless thee that upon her
Rests the power of Jesus' name.
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