1 LORD, if thou thy grace impart,
Poor in spirit, meek in heart,
I shall as my Master be,
Rooted in humility!

2 Simple, teachable, and mild,
Changed into a little child;

Pleased with all the Lord provides, Weaned from all the world besides. 3 Father, fix my soul on thee; Every evil let me flee; Nothing want, beneath, above, Happy in thy precious love. 4 Oh, that all may seek and find Every good in Jesus joined! Him let Israel still adore, Trust him, praise him evermore.

4 Let us for each other care;
Each the other's burden bear;
To thy church the pattern give;
Show how true believers live.

5 Free from anger and from pride,
Let us thus in God abide;
All the depths of love express-
All the heights of holiness.

6 Let us then with joy remove
To the family above;

On the wings of angels fly;
Show how true believers die.

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Consecration.-Rom. 12: 1.

1 GIVER of each perfect gift!
By thy cleansing mercy healed,
Up to thee our souls we lift,
And to thee our bodies yield.

2 Now our sacrifice receive,
Humbly offered through thy Son;
In thee may we ever live;
In us may thy will be done.

3 Meet it is, and just and right, Wholly thine that we should be; In thy sacred word delight,

Now and through eternity.

4 Oh, that every deed and word May proclaim how good thou art! Holiness unto the Lord,

Now be written on each heart!

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Brotherly-love.-1 John 3: 14.

1 BLESSED are the sons of God,

They are bought with Jesus' blood;
They are ransomed from the grave;
Life eternal they shal! have:
With them numbered may we bc,
Here, and in eternity.

2 They are justified by grace,
They enjoy the Saviour's peace;
All their sins are washed away;
They shall stand in God's great day:
With them numbered may we be,
Ilere, and in eternity.

3 They are lights upon the earth,—
Children of a heavenly birth,-
One with God, with Jesus one:
Glory is in them begun :
With them numbered may we be,
Here, and in eternity.

1 THOUGH I speak with angel tongues
Bravest words of strength and fire,
They are but as idle songs,
If no love my heart inspire;
All the eloquence shall pass
As the noise of sounding brass.

2 Though I lavish all I have
On the poor in charity,
Though I shrink not from the grave,
Or unmoved the stake can see,—
Till by love the work be crowned,
All shall profitless be found.

3 Come, thou Spirit of pure love,
Who didst forth from God proceed,
Never from my heart remove;
Let me all thy impulse heed;
Let my heart henceforward be
Moved, controlled, inspired by thee.

1 QUIET, Lord, my froward heart, Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art,

Make me as a weanéd child: From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases thee. 2 What thou shalt to day provide, Let me as a child receive; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to thy wisdom leave: 'Tis enough that thou wilt care; Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies

On a care beyond his own, Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone;Let me thus with thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 831.

Trust.-Isaiah 12: 2.

1 HAPPY, Saviour, would I be,
If I could but trust in thee;
Trust thy wisdom me to guide;
Trust thy goodness to provide;
Trust thy saving love and power;
Trust thee every day and hour :-

2 Trust thee as the only light
In the darkest hour of night;
Trust in sickness, trust in health;
Trust in poverty and wealth;
Trust in joy and trust in grief;
Trust thy promise for relief:-

3 Trust thy blood to cleanse my soul;
Trust thy grace to make me whole;
Trust thee living, dying too;
Trust thee all my journey through ;
Trust thee till my feet shall be
Planted on the crystal sea.

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Consecration.-Psalm 119: 94.

1 Now, O God, thine own I am!

Now I give thee back thine own: Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, Consecrate to thee alone: Thine I live, thrice happy I! Happier still if thine I die.

2 Take me, Lord, and all my powers; Take my mind, and heart, and will; All my goods, and all my hours,

All I know, and all I feel,
All I think, or speak, or do-
Take my soul and make it new!

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Fruits of Spirit.-John 16: 7.

1 OUR blest Redeemer, ere he breathed His tender, last farewell,

A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed,
With us on earth to dwell.

2 He came in tongues of living flame,
To teach, convince, subdue;
All-powerful as the wind he came,
And all as viewless, too.

3 He came, sweet influence to impart, A gracious, willing Guest,

While he can find one humble heart

Wherein to fix his rest.

3 'Tis he forgives thy sins;
'Tis he relieves thy pain;
"Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee young again.

4 He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave;
He, who redeemed my soul from hell,
Hath sovereign power to save.

5 His wondrous works and ways
He made by Moses known;
But sent the world his truth and grace
By his beloved Son.

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Consecration.-Luke 10:42.

1 JESUS, all-atoning Lamb,
Thine, and only thine, I am :
Take my body, spirit, soul;
Only thou possess the whole.

2 Thou my one thing needful be;
Let me ever cleave to thee;
Let me choose the better part :
Let me give thee all my heart.

3 Whom have I on earth below?
Thee, and only thee, I know:
Whom have I in heaven but thee?
Thou art all in all to me.

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Faith.-Gal. 5: 6.

1 FAITH is the polar star

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way,

That guides the Christian's Directs his wanderings from afar

To realms of endless day:

It points the course, where'er he roam, And safely leads the pilgrim home.

2 Faith is the rainbow's form

Hung on the brow of heaven, The glory of the passing storm, The pledge of mercy given: It is the bright triumphal arch Through which the saiuts to glory march. 3 The faith that works by love, And purifies the heart, A foretaste of the joys above

To mortals can impart:

It bears us through this earthly strife, And triumphs in immortal life.

1 CHOSEN not for good in me,
Waked from coming wrath to flee,
Hidden in the Saviour's side,
By the Spirit sanctified-
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,
By my love, how much I owe.
2 Oft I walk beneath the cloud,
Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud;
But, when fear is at the height,
Jesus comes, and all is light;
Blessed Jesus! bid me show
Doubting saints how much I owe.
3 Oft, the nights of sorrow reign-
Weeping, sickness, sighing, pain;
But a night thine anger burns-
Morning comes, and joy returns:
God of comforts! bid me show
To thy poor how much I owe.
4 When in flowery paths I tread,
Oft by sin I'm captive led;
Oft I fall, but still arise-
Jesus comes-the tempter flies:
Blessed Jesus! bid me show
Weary sinners all I owe.

One Priest before the throneThe slain, the risen Son,

Redeemer, Lord alone!

And sighs from contrite hearts that spring,
Our chief, our choicest offering.

3 Head of thy church beneath!
The catholic, the true,-
On all her members breathe,

Her broken frame renew!

Then shall thy perfect will be done, When Christians love and live as one. 841. Acquiescence.-Romans 8:23. C. M. 1 AUTHOR of good! to thee we turn: Thine ever-wakeful eye

Alone can all our wants discern

Thy hand alone supply.
2 Oh, let thy love within us dwell,
Thy fear our footsteps guide;
That love shall vainer loves expel,
That fear, all fears beside.

3 And since by passion's force subdued,
Too oft, with stubborn will,
We blindly shun the latent good,

And grasp the specious ill;

4 Not what we wish, but what we want, Let mercy still supply:

The good we ask not, Father, grant;
The ill we ask, deny.

1 How pleasant 't is to see
Kindred and friends agree,
Each in his proper station move;
And each fulfill his part
With sympathising heart,
In all the cares of life and love.
2 "T is like the ointment shed
On Aaron's sacred head,
Divinely rich, divinely sweet;
The oil through all the room
Diffused a choice perfume,
Ran through his robes, and blest his feet.
3 Like fruitful showers of rain

That water all the plain,

Descending from the neighboring hills; Such streams of pleasure roll

Through every friendly soul,

Where love like heavenly dew distills.