Imatges de pÓgina



P. M.

(8 & 7, double.)

SAVIOUR! through the desert lead us,
Without thee we cannot go;

Thou from cruel chains hast freed us,
Thou hast laid the tyrant low:

Let thy presence

Cheer us all our journey through.

With a price thy love has bought us,
Saviour! what a love is thine!
Hitherto thy pow'r has brought us:
Pow'r and love in thee combine:
Lord of glory,

Ever on thine Israel shine.

Through a desert waste and cheerless,
Though our destin'd journey lie,
Render'd by thy presence fearless,
We may ev'ry foe defy;

Nought shall move us,

While we see our Saviour nigh.

When we halt, no track discov'ring,
Fearful lest we go astray,
O'er our path thy pillar hov'ring,
Fire by night and cloud by day,
Shall direct us;

Thus we shall not miss our way.

R 2



P. M. (8 7's.)

SAVIOUR! when in dust to thee
Low we bow th' adoring knee,
When repentant to the skies,

Scarce we raise our streaming eyes,—

Oh! by all the pains and woe,

Suffer'd once for man below,

Bending from thy throne on high,
Hear our solemn litany.

By thy helpless infant years,
By thy life of wants and tears,
By the days of sore distress,
In the savage wilderness,-
By the dread permitted hour
Of th' insulting tempter's pow'r,—
Turn, O turn a pitying eye,
Hear our solemn litany!

By the sacred griefs that wept
O'er the grave where Lazarus slept,—
By the boding tears that flow'd
Over Salem's lov'd abode,-

By the anguish'd tear that told
Treach'ry lurk'd within thy fold,-
From thy seat above the sky,
Hear our solemn litany.



P. M.


SEE the haven full in view!
Love divine shall bear thee through:
Trust to that propitious gale;

Weigh thine anchor, spread thy sail;
Saints in glory perfect made,

Wait thy passage through the shade;
Ardent for thy coming o'er,

See they throng the blissful shore.
Mount, their transports to improve,
Join the longing choir above;
Swiftly to their wish be given;
Kindle higher joy in heaven.
Such the prospects that arise
To the dying Christian's eyes!
Such the glorious vista faith
Opens through the shades of death.

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SHEPHERD of Israel, thou didst lead
Thy chosen flock the desert through;
And from between the cherubim
Thy mercy and thy favour shew.

And though their sins provok'd thee oft
To give them to their foes a prey,
Yet didst thou, for thy mercy's sake,
As often turn thy wrath away.

L. M.

And now for ages they have been
Cast out and banish'd from thy sight;
Wand'ring through all the earth, as those
In whom thou hast no more delight.

Yet is thy word of promise sure,
That they again shall be restor❜d,
And with the Gentile church unite
To worship and to serve the Lord.
Our faith in expectation waits
To see that glorious morning rise;
O bid the shadows flee away,
And satisfy our longing eyes.



SOLDIERS of Christ, arise,
And put your armour on;

S. M.

Strong in the strength which God supplies
Through his eternal Son.

Strong in the Lord of hosts,

And in his mighty pow'r;

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.

From strength to strength go on;
Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Tread all the pow'rs of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day.

Then having all things done,
And ev'ry conflict past,

Ye shall behold the vict'ry won,
And gain your crown at last.



R. M.


SOURCE of light and pow'r divine,
Deign upon thy truth to shine!
Lord, behold thy servant stands,
Lo, to thee he lifts his hands;
Satisfy his soul's desire,
Touch his lip with holy fire!
Source of light and pow'r divine,
Deign upon thy truth to shine!

Breathe thy Spirit! so shall fall
Unction sweet upon us all;
Till by odours scatter'd round,
Christ himself be trac'd and found,
Then shall ev'ry raptur❜d heart
Rich in peace and joy depart.
Source of light and pow'r divine,
Deign upon thy truth to shine!

L. M.



SPIRIT of God! on thee we call,
O hear us, and thy gifts impart;
Lamenting, penitent, we fall,—
Descend into our inmost heart.

Our own best efforts are all vain ;
Spirit of mercy, set us free;
Captive to sin we shall remain,
Till we are sanctified by thee.

In time of wealth, protecting pow'r,
From pride and worldly snares defend;
And in affliction's keenest hour,
Be thou our Comforter and Friend.

Vouchsafe to lend a gracious ear;
And quickly come, thou heav'nly guest!
Come, and abide for ever here ;—
Thy temple is the Christian's breast.

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SPIRIT of mercy, truth, and love!
Shed thy sweet influence from above,
And still from age to age convey
The wonders of this sacred day.

In ev'ry clime, by ev'ry tongue,
Be God's amazing glory sung;
Through all the list'ning earth be taught
The acts our ris'n Redeemer wrought.

Unfailing comfort! heav'nly guide!
Still o'er thy favour'd Church preside;
Still may mankind thy blessings prove,
Spirit of mercy, truth, and love.

L. M.

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