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Parting Hymn.

One solemn hymn to God we raise,
One final song of grateful praise.

No gleam to watch on tree or tower,
Whiling away the lonesome hour.

Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear,
It is not night if Thou be near:
Oh may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.

When round thy wondrous works below
My searching rapturous glance I throw,
Tracing out Wisdom, Power and Love,
In earth or sky, in stream or grove;

Or by the light thy words disclose
Watch Time's full river as it flows,
Scanning thy gracious Providence,
Where not too deep for mortal sense :

When with dear friends sweet talk I hold,
And all the flowers of life unfold ;-

Let not my heart within me burn,
Except in all I Thee discern.

Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without thee I cannot live:
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without thee I dare not die.

Thou Framer of the light and dark,

Steer through the tempest, thine own ark:

Amid the howling wintry sea

We are in port if we have Thee.

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Parting Hymn.

Christians we here may meet no more,
But there is yet a happier shore;

And there released from toil and pain,
Dear brethren we shall meet again.

The rulers of this Christian land,
"Twixt thee and us ordained to stand,-
Guide thou their course, O Lord, aright,
Let all do all as in thy sight.

Oh by thine own sad burthen, borne
So meekly up the hill of scorn,
Teach Thou thy priests their daily cross!
To bear as thine, nor count it loss!

If some poor wandering child of thine
Have spurned, to-day, the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
Let him no more lie down in sin.

Watch o'er the slave: enrich the poor
With blessings from thy boundless store :
Be every mourners sleep to night,
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.

Come near, and bless us when we wake,
Ere through the world our way we take:

Till in the ocean of thy love

We lose ourselves in heaven above.

Convention.

XXXV.

COLLYER.

ASSEMBLED at thy great command,
Before thy face, dread King, we stand;
The voice that marshalled every star,
Has called thy people from afar.

We meet through distant lands to spread
The truth for which the martyrs bled;
Along the line to either pole-
The thunder of thy praise to roll.

First, bow our hearts beneath thy sway:
Then give thy growing empire way,

O'er wastes of sin-o'er fields of bloodTill all mankind shall be subdued.

Our
prayers assist-accept our praise-
Our hopes revive-our courage raise-
Our counsels aid-and oh! impart
The single eye-the faithful heart!

Forth with thy chosen heralds come,
Recal the wandering spirit home:
From Zion's mount send forth the sound
To spread the spacious earth around.

Enfluences of the Spirit.

XXXVI.

WESLEY.

I WANT the spirit of power within,
Of love, and of a healthful mind;
Of power to conquer every sin,
Of love to God and all mankind;
Of health that pain and death defies,
Most vigorous when the body dies.

O that the Comforter would come,
Nor visit as a transient guest,
But fix in me his constant home,
And keep possession of my breast;
And make my soul his loved abode,
The temple of indwelling God!

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The Christian Warfare.

For wide the waves of bitterness

Around our vessel roar,

And heavy grows the pilot's heart,
To view the rocky shore!

The cross our Master bore for us,
For Him we fain would bear;
But mortal strength to weakness turns,
And courage to despair!

Then mercy on our failings, Lord!

Our sinking faith renew!

And when his sorrows visit us,

O send his patience too!

The Christian Warfare.

XXXIX.

WATTS.

STAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears,
And gird the gospel armour on;
March to the gates of endless joy,
Where thy great Captain Saviour's gone.

Hell and thy sins resist thy course;
But hell and sin are vanquished foes:
Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross,
And sung the triumph-when he rose.

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