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In that bright world are mansions fair,

And all will soon be gathered there. 104. The Church.

L.M. 1 THE

saints of God are holy men,
And women good, and children dear,
All those who ever loved the Lord,

Who live in faith and holy fear. 2 They are not all together now,

For some are dead, and gone before,
And some are striving still on earth ;

While yet their trial is not o'er,
3 Great numbers are they of all states,

And born in every place and land,
Who never saw each other's face,

Nor ever touched each other's hand. 4 But they are all made one in Christ,

They love each other tenderly,
The old and young, the rich and poor,

Of that great glorious company. 5 And there shall come a blessed day

When all the good saints, every one,
Shall meet within their Father's home,

And stand before their Saviour's throne. 105.

Missionary Hymn. 7.6. 1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains,

From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains

Roll down their golden sand :

From many an ancient river,

From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver

Their land from error's chain !

2 What through the spicy breezes

Blow soft o'er Java's isle,
Through every prospect pleases,

And only man is vile :-
In vain with lavish kindness

The gifts of God are strewn;
The heathen, in his blindness,

Bows down to wood and stone !

3 Can we, whose souls are lighted

With wisdom from on high,
Can we, to men benighted,

The lamp of life deny?
Salvation ! O salvation !

The joyful sound proclaim,
Till each remotest nation

Has learned Messiah's name! 106.

Christian Birth and Education. L.M. 1 GREAT God, to Thee my voice I raise,

To Thee my youngest hours belong ;
I would begin my life with praise,

Till growing years improve the song. 2 'Tis to Thy gracious will I owe

That I was born or. British ground,

Where streams of heavenly mercy flow,

And words of sweet salvation sound.
3 I would not change my native land

For rich Peru, with all her gold;
A nobler prize lies in my hand,

Than East or Western Indies hold.
4 How should I pity those that dwell

Where ignorance and darkness reigns;
They know no heaven, they fear no hell,

Those endless joys, those endless pains.
Missionary Hymn.

7,6. 1 A ND shall we dwell together,

As children dwell at home,
And every one be happy,

And not a sorrow come?
Dark people from the islands,

Far scattered o'er the sea;
Pale men from icy deserts,

Too cold for flower or tree?

2 Yes, all shall dwell together,

Who once were far apart-
All who have served the Saviour

With hand and tongue and heart:
Yes, all shall dwell together,

As children dwell at home,
And then we shall be happy,

God's kingdom will be come.


Christian Blessings. C.M,

THANK the goodness and the grace

Which on my birth have smiled;
That in this land I pass my days,

A happy English child.
2 I was not born, as thousands are,

Where God was never known;
And taught to pray a useless prayer

To blocks of wood and stone.

3 I was not born without a home,

Nor in some broken shed;
Like some poor children, taught to roam,

And steal my daily bread.
4 My God, I thank Thee, who hast planned

So kind a lot for me;
And placed me in this happy land,

Where I can hear of Thee. 109.

Conversion of the World. P.M.
THOU whose Almighty word
Chaos and darkness heard,

And took their flight;
Hear us, we humbly pray,
And where the gospel's day
Sheds not its glorious ray,

Let there be light!


2 Thou who didst come to bring,
On Thy redeeming wing,

Healing and sight-
Health to the sick in mind,
Sight to the inly blind,-
0, now to all mankind,

Let there be light!
3 Spirit of truth and love,
Life-giving Holy Dove,

Speed forth Thy flight;
Move on the water's face,
Shed forth Thy heavenly grace,
And in earth's darkest place,

Let there be light !


The Happy Land. C.M.D. 0

HAPPY land ! O happy land !

Where saints and angels dwell; We long to join that glorious band,

And all their anthems swell. But every voice in yonder throng

On earth has breathed a prayer; No lips untaught may join that song,

Or learn the music there. 2 Thou heavenly Friend! Thou heavenly Friend !

O hear us when we pray !
Now let Thy pardoning grace descend
And take our sins away.

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