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1. WHAT is the thing of greatest price,
The whole creation round?

-That, which was lost in Paradise,
-That, which in Christ is found.

2. The soul of man,-Jehovah's breath!
That keeps two worlds at strife:
Hell moves beneath to work its death,
Heaven stoops to give it life.

3. God, to reclaim it, did not spare
His well-beloved Son;

Jesus, to save it, deign'd to bear
The sins of all in One.

4. The Holy Spirit seal'd the plan,
And pledg'd the blood divine,
To ransom ev'ry soul of man;
-That price was paid for mine.
5. And is this treasure borne below,
In earthly vessels frail?

Can none its utmost value know,
Till flesh and spirit fail?

6. Then let us gather round the cross,
This knowledge to obtain,

Not by the soul's eternal loss,
But everlasting gain.

1. THE stars are but the shining dust Of my divine abode,

J. MONTGOMERY.

The pavement of those heavenly courts,
Where I shall reign with God.

2. The Father of eternal light

Shall there his beams display;

Nor shall one moment's darkness mix
With that unvaried day.

3. My Saviour there, who shed His blood,
For human guilt t' atone,
Shall satisfy my soul's desire,

And call me to His throne.

4. There all the millions of his saints
Shall in one song unite;

And each the bliss of all shall view
With infinite delight.

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1. 0 FOR a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free!

A heart that's sprinkled with the blood
So freely shed for me.

2. A heart resign'd, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.

3. An humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,

Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that reigns within.

4. A heart in every thought renew'd,
And fill'd with love divine;

Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,
A copy, Lord, of thine.

5. Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;

Write Thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new best name of love.

C. WESLEY.

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1. THERE is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign,
Infinite day excludes the light,
And pleasures banish pain.

2. There everlasting spring abides,
And never-with'ring flow'rs;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heav'nly land from ours.

3. Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dress'd in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between.

4. But tim'rous mortals start and shrink,
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger shiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

5. O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes!

6. Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.

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