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To toil through poverty and scorn,
Through weakness, and through wo:2 Immanuel! who, by every grief,
By each temptation tried,
And, to redeem us, died !
In careless ease we dwell; Remind us of thy'manger-bed,
And lowly cottage-cell.
In envious want we pine,
A poorer lot was thine.
Preserve us firm and free; As Thou, like us, hast tempted been,
May we rejoice with Thee.
HYMN XLIX. S. M. i My few revolving years, .
How swift they glide away! How short the term of life appears, .. - When past but as a day! 2. A dark and cloudy day,..
Made up of grief and sin,
Distressing fears within. ..
3 Lord, through another year,
If Thou permit my stay, With diligence may I pursue
The true and living way!
HYMN L. L. M.
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
2 His Sov'reign pow'r, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and form'd us men; And when likewand'ring sheep westray'd,
He brought us to his fold again. 3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful
songs; High as the heay'ns our voices raise; And earth with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 4 Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love:
Where saints immortal reign :
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
Th’ eternal hills are seen!
While Jordan rollid between. 3 But timorous mortals start and shrink,
To cross the narrow sea,
Afraid to launch away. 4 Oh! conld we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise; And see the Canaan that we love,
With faith's illumin'd eyes;
5 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's waves, nor death's cold food,
Should fright us from the shore.
HYMN LIÍ. L. M. 1 Life is the time to serve the Lord,
The time to ensure the great reward : And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return.
2 Life is the hour, that God has given
To ’scape from hell, and fly to heaven;
Secure the blessings of the day.
In the cold grave, to which we haşte;
Shall meet remorseless sinners there. 4 Then, what our thoughits design to do,
May we, with all our might, pursue; Since no device, nor work is found, Wisdom, nor grace beneath the ground.
nooroon HYMN LIII. S.C. M.'. 1 HEAR what the voice from heaven pro
claims, ... For all the pious dead; Sweet is the savour of their names,
And soft their sleeping bed.
How kind their slumbers are !
And freed from every snare.
They're present with the Lord;
End in a large reward. .
HYMN LIV. P. M. 1 DREAD Jehovah ! God of nations,
From thy temple in the skies, Hear thy people's supplications,
Now for their deliverance rise. Lo! with deep contrition turning,
Humbly at thy feet we bend; Fasting, praying, weeping, mourning,
Hear us, spare us, and defend.
% Though our sins, our hearts confounding,
Long and loud for vengeance call,
Jesus' blood can cleanse them all;
Let that blood our guilt efface ; Save thy people from oppression,
Save from spoil thy holy-place.
3 Hear, O God, the vows we render;
With our hosts to battle go:
And confound the haughty foe :
Thine shall be the victor's praise ; And, in holy bonds engaging,
We will serve Thee all our days,