My soul its life and succour brings.
My help is all laid up above:
Thy nature and Thy name is Love.
8. Contented now, npon my thigh

I halt till life's short journey end:
All helplessness, all weakness, I

On Thee alone for strength depend;
Nor have I power from Thee to move:
Thy nature and Thy name is LOVE.

CCLXXII.

FUNERAL HYMN.

(By C. Wesley.) Music, "Memento Mori," by Leach. 1. SHRINKING from the cold hand of death, I too shall gather up my feet: Shall soon resign this fleeting breath; And die,—my fathers' God to meet. 2. Number'd among Thy people, I

Expect with joy Thy face to see:— Because Thou didst for sinners die, JESUS, in death remember me!

I

3. O that, without a lingering groan, the welcome word receive: My body with my charge lay down,

may

And cease at once to work and live

4. Walk with me through the dreadful shade:
And, certify'd that Thou art mine,
My spirit, calm and undismay'd,
I will into Thy hands resign.
5. No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom,
Shall damp whom JESU's presence
cheers:

My light, my life, my GoD is come;
And glory in His face appears!

CCLXXIII.

AN EVENING HYMN.

FOR A CHILD.

(Air, as 40th Psalm, Collection of Fifty.) 1. BEFORE I give my eyes to sleep,

I bow to Thee, my God! in prayer: Thou canst from dangers safely keep: Make me the object of Thy care! 2. Unnumber'd ills my life attend;

Yet Thou hast kept me hitherto : Still do thy helpless child befriend, And guide me safe the journey through! 3. If this night's sleep should be my last; Sudden and drear should be my flight;

Bear me aloft to endless rest,

To regions smiling with delight.

But

4. But should thy grace prolong my days; Should I yet other mornings see; Still may my waking thoughts be praise,My future life be pass'd with Thee!

CCLXXIV.

FOR EASTER DAY,

(Dr. Haweis.) Air, from Bethesda Collection. 1. THE happy morn is come! Triumphant o'er the grave, The Saviour leaves the tomb; Almighty now to save!

Captivity is captive led,

• Since Jesus liveth that was dead.'

2. Who to our charge shall lay

Iniquity or guilt?

For sin is done away,

Since His rich blood was spilt.
'Captivity, &c.

3. Now the ungodly dares

The holy God draw near;
Justice itself declares

No cause remains for fear.

4. Christ hath the ransom paid; His glorious work is done: On Him our help is laid;

The victory is won.

5. Then hail triumphant Lord!
The resurrection Thou:
Believing in Thy word
Before Thy throne we bow.

CCLXXV.

A HYMN OF GRATITUDE.

(Music, from Bethesda Collection.)

1. TO THEE, my God and Saviour !
My heart exulting sings;
Rejoicing in Thy favour,
Almighty King of kings!
I'll celebrate Thy glory
With all thy saints above;
And tell the joyful story

Of Thy redeeming Love.

2. Soon as the morn with roses

Bedecks the dewy east,

And when the sun reposes
Upon the ocean's breast;

My

My voice in supplication

Well pleased Thou shalt hear:
O, grant me Thy salvation,
And to my soul draw near!
3. By Thee through life supported,
I'll pass the dangerous road;
With heavenly hosts escorted,
Up to their bright abode :
There cast my crown before Thee;
Then, (all my conflict o'er,)
I'll day and night adore Thee :—
What can an angel more ?

CCLXXVI.

THE HEAVENLY PARADISE.

Words by Dr. Watts. Air, as 21st Ps. Mel. Sac. 1. THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign:

Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
There everlasting spring abides,
And never withering flowers:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heavenly land from ours.