5 I'll speak the honours of thy name
With my last labouring breath;

Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms,
The antidote of death.

371.

C.M.-Appeal to Christ in proof of Love to him. John xxi. 16. 1 Do not I love thee, O my Lord? Behold my heart and see;

And turn each cursed idol out
That dares to rival thee.

2 Do not I love thee from my soul?
Then let me nothing love;
Dead be my heart to every joy,
When Jesus cannot move.

3 Is not thy name melodious still
To mine attentive ear?

Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound
My Saviour's voice to hear?

4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock
I would disdain to feed?

Hast thou a foe before whose face
I fear thy cause to plead?

5 Would not my heart pour forth its blood
In honour of thy name?

And challenge the cold hand of death
To damp the' immortal flame.

6 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord;
But O! I long to soar

Far from the sphere of mortal joys,
And learn to love thee more.

372.

P.M.-" Lovest thou me?" John xxi. 16.

1 "TIS a point I long to know,
Oft it causes anxious thought;
Do I love the Lord or no?

Am I his, or am I not?

2 If I love, why am I thus?

Why this dull and lifeless frame?
Hardly sure can they be worse,
Who have never heard his name!
3 When I turn my eyes within,

All is dark, and vain, and wild;
Fill'd with unbelief and sin,
Can I deem myself a child?
4 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my grief and sin a thrall;
Should I grieve for what I feel,
1
If I did not love at all?

5 Could I joy his saints to meet,
Choose the ways I once abhorr'd,
Find, at times, the promise sweet,
If I did not love the Lord?

6 Lord, decide the doubtful case!
Thou who art thy people's sun,
Shine upon the work of grace,
If it be indeed begun.

7 Let me love thee more and more,
If I love at all, I pray:
If I have not lov'd before,
Help me to begin to-day.

373.

P.M.-" Lovest thou me?" John xxi. 16.

1 HARK! my soul! it is the Lord;
'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?"

2 I deliver'd thee when bound,

And, when wounded, heal'd thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turn'd thy darkness into light.

3 Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.
4 Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
5 Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be,
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?"
6 Lord, it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee and adore;
Oh! for grace to love thee more.

374.

P.M.-Christian Love and Unity.

1 HOW good and pleasant 'tis to see, When brethren cordially agree,

And kindly think and speak the same; A family of faith and love,

Combin'd to seek the things above,

And spread the common Saviour's fame. 2 The God of grace, who all invites, Who in our unity delights,

Vouchsafes our intercourse to bless;
Revives us with refreshing showers,
The fulness of his blessing pours,
And keeps our minds in perfect peace.

3 Jesus, thou precious corner-stone,
Preserve inseparably one,

Whom thou didst by thy Spirit join:
Still let us in thy Spirit live,
And to thy church the pattern give
Of unanimity divine.

4 Still let us to each other cleave, And from thy plenitude receive Constant supplies of hallowing grace; Till to a perfect man we rise, O'ertake our kindred in the skies, And find prepar'd our heavenly place. 375.

C.M.-Christian Sympathy. Gal. vi. 2.

1 HAIL! everlasting Prince of Peace!
Hail! Governor Divine!

How gracious is thy sceptre's sway!
What gentle laws are thine!

2 His tender heart with love o'erflow'd,
Love spoke in every breath;
Vigorous it reign'd through all his life,
And triumph'd in his death.

3 All these united charms he shews,
Our frozen souls to move;
This proof of love to him demands
That we each other love.

4 O be the sacred law fulfill'd,
In every act and thought;
Each angry passion far remov'd,
Each selfish view forgot.

5 Be thou, my heart, dilated wide.
By thy Redeemer's grace,
And, in one grasp of fervent love,
All earth and heaven embrace.

376.

C.M.-Christian Love.

1 HOW sweet, how heavenly is the sight, When those that love the Lord,

In one another's peace delight,
And so fulfil his word.

2 When each can feel his brother's sigh,
And with him bear a part,
When sorrow flows from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart.

3 When free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above,

Each can his brother's failings hide,
And shew a brother's love.

4 When love, in one delightful stream,
Through every bosom flows;

When union sweet, and fond esteem,
In every action glows.

5 Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above,

And he's an heir of heaven that finds
His bosom glow with love.

377.

P.M.- Brotherly Love. Ps. cxxxiń.

1

HOW beautiful the sight

2

3

Of brethren who agree

In friendship to unite,

And bonds of charity:

'Tis like the precious ointment, shed O'er all his robes, from Aaron's head.

"Tis like the dews that fill

The cups

of Hermon's flowers;

Or Zion's fruitful hill,

Bright with the drops of showers,
When mingling odours breathe around,
And glory rests on all the ground.

For there the Lord commands
Blessings, a boundless store,
From his unsparing hands,

Yea, life for evermore:

Thrice happy they who meet above,
To spend eternity in love!