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1. Here we meet to part again, Here we meet to part again, 2. Here we meet to part again, Here we meet to part again,

But when we meet on Canaan's plain, There'll be no parting there, But when a seat in heaven we gain, There 'll be no parting there,

3 Here we meet to part again,
But there we shall with Jesus reign,
There'll be no parting there,

In that bright world above.

Shout! shout the victory, etc.

4 Here we meet to part again,

But when we join the heavenly train,
There'll be no parting there,

In that bright world above.

Shout! shout the victory, etc.

From the fount of glory beaming, Light celestial cheers our eyes,

181 The fount of blessing.

2 Who may share this great salvation?
Every pure and humble mind,
Every kindred, tongue, and nation,
From the stains of guilt refined.
Blessings all around bestowing,

God withholds his care from none,
Grace and mercy ever flowing

From the fountain of his throne.

182 Sitting by the cross.

1 SWEET the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend;
Life, and health, and peace possessing
From the sinner's dying Friend.
Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears his feet I'll bathe;
Still in faith and hope abiding,
Life deriving from his death.
20 how blessed is the station!

Low before the cross I'll lie,
While I see Divine compassion
Pleading in the Victim's eye.
Here I'll sit, forever viewing,
Mercy streaming in his blood;
Precious drops, my soul bedewing

Plead and claim my peace with God.

GERMAN AIR. 88, 78.

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Saviour, who thy flock art feeding, With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs thy bosom share; D. C. There we know, thy word believing, Only there, secure from harm.

D. C.

Now these little ones receiving, Fold them in thy gracious arm;

183 Children uniting with the church.
2 Never, from thy pasture roving,
Let them be the Lion's prey :
Let thy tenderness, so loving,
Keep them all life's dangerous way.
Then, within thy fold eternal,
Let them find a resting-place;
Feed in pastures ever vernal,
Drink the rivers of thy grace.

184 The righteous dead.

1 THINK, O ye who fondly languish
O'er the grave of those you love,
While your bosoms throb with anguish,
They are singing hymns above.
While your silent steps are straying

Lonely through night's deepening shade,
Glory's brightest beams are playing
Round the happy Christian's head.

2 Light and peace at once deriving
From the hand of God most high;
In his glorious presence living,
They shall never, never die.

Cease, then, mourner, cease to languish
O'er the grave of those you love;
Pain, and death, and night, and anguish,
Enter not the world above.

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CORONATION. C. M.

OLIVER HOLDEN.

All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall,

Bring forth the royal di- a-dem, And crown him Lord of all.

Bring forth the royal di- a-dem, And crown him Lord of all.

185 Crown Him Lord of all.

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransom'd from the fall,

Hail him who saves you by his grace
And crown him Lord of all.

3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget,
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.

4 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,

To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.

50 that with yonder sacred throng
We at his feet may fall;
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all,

NORTHFIELD. C. M.

J. INGALLS.

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The glories of my God and King, The glories of my To spread, thro' all the earth abroad, To spread, thro' all the triumphs of his grace.

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umphs of his grace. ors of thy name.

glories of my God and King,

186 General invitation to praise the Redeemer.
3 Jesus!-the Name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
'T is music in the sinner's ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace,

4 He breaks the power of cancel'd sin,
He sets the pris'ner free;

His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.

5 He speaks and list'ning to his voice,
New life the dead receive;

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice;
The humble poor believe.

6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,
Your loosened tongues employ;

Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.