HYMN

CLIII.

OR all thy saints, O Lord,

FOR

Who strove in thee to live: Who followed thee, obeyed, adored,

Our humble thanks we give.

Who counted thee their great reward,

And strove in thee to die.

They all in life and death,

With thee, their Lord, in view, Learned from the Holy Spirit's breath To suffer and to do.

For this thy Name we bless,
And humbly beg that we

May follow them in holineís,
And live and die to thee.

From all the heavenly host,
And church redeemed from woe,
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Let endless praises flow. Amen.

R

HYMN

CLIV.

ERUSALEM, Jerusalem,

JE

Name ever dear to me,

When shall mine earthly sorrows end,

And I thy glory see?

When shall mine eyes thy jasper wall

And gates of pearl behold;

Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, And street of shining gold?

Apostles, prophets, martyrs, there

Shall round my Saviour stand,

With all who in the faith depart,

One great and goodly band:
There all the saintly company
Who followed Christ the Lord,

Shall evermore in anthems high
His saving health record.

Faint not then, O my soul, at pain,.
Nor feel at death dismay;

Let hope of Salem's heavenly peace
Thy grief and fear allay :
Rejoice, and with hosannas laud
Thy blest redeemer king;

To him who reigns on Sion's hill
In strains of gladness sing.

All glory to the Father be,

All glory to the Son,

And to the gracious Comforter,

Eternal Three in One:

To him above the heavens enthroned,

The ancient of all days,

And to the Lamb that once was slain

Be never ending praise. Amen.

J'

HYMN

CLV.

ERUSALEM the holy,

The joy of God's elect,

The fair and peaceful vision
That loving hearts expect!
Beneath the contemplation
My spirit fails and faints;
All vainly would it image
The afsembly of the saints.

They stand, those halls of Sion,
Harmonious with the song

Of all the righteous nation,

Innumerable throng:

The prince is ever in them,

The light is aye serene;

The mansions of the blefsed

Are decked with glorious sheen.

There is the throne of David, And there, from toil released, The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast; And they who with their leader Have conquered in the fight,

For ever and for ever,

Are clad in robes of white.

Thanksgiving to the Father,
Thanksgiving to the Son,

And to the Holy Spirit,

Eternal Three in One:

To him above the heavens

Enthroned in majesty,

And to the Lamb all blessing
Be everlastingly. Amen.