Where kindred spirits dwell, 4 Soon shall we meet again, Soon will peace wreath her chain, Our hearts will then repose, 418 L. M. Exhortation to work while it is Day. Nor shall we hear these warnings more: Soon will the mighty Judge approach; Ev'n now he stands before the door! 3 To-day, attend his gracious voice! And hear the summons which he sends"Awake!-for on this passing hour, Thy long eternity depends!” 4 O Saviour! let these awful scenes 5 Then, when the king of terror comes, 419 58 & 11s. A New Year. COME, let us anew Our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, And never stand still, till the Master appear. And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 3 The arrow is flown, The moment is gone; Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 4 Oh that each in the day Of his coming may say, "I've fought my way through, [do!" I've finished the work thou didst give me to 5 Oh that each from his Lord May receive the good word, Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne!" Brevity of Human Life. TEACH me the measure of my days, I would survey life's narrow space, 2 A span is all that we can boast; 3 What can I wish, or wait for then, 4 Now I forbid my carnal hope, I give my mortal interest up, 421 7s. Praise for sparing and protecting Mercy. 2 When our foes we greatly feared, 3 Saviour, all our sin forgive; 422 S. M. Rapid Flight of Time. MY few revolving years, How swift they glide away! 2 A dark and cloudy day, Made up of grief and sin; A host of dangerous foes without, 3 Lord, through another year, With watchful care may I pursue 423 C. M. Rapid Flight of Time. BEHOLD, my soul, the narrow bound 2 So fast eternity comes on, When all that mortal life has done, 3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass And study artful ways t' increase 4 Awake, O God! each trifling heart That all may act the Christian part, 5 So shall their course more grateful roll, Or this shall bear the willing soul 424 L. M. Praise for Providential Goodness. ETERNAL God! I bless thy name, The same thy power-thy grace the same; The tokens of thy friendly care Begin, and close, and crown the year. 2 Supported by thy guardian hand, 425 C. M. Reflections at the End of the Year. I cannot long continue here, 2 Much of my dubious life is gone, And swift my passing moments run, 3 Awake, my soul-with utmost care What are thy hopes ?-how sure? how fair? 4 Behold, another year begins! 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, |