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Rejoice, in glorious hope

Of that great day unknown,
When shall be caught up

you

To stand before His throne;
Called to partake the marriage feast,
And lean on our Immanuel's breast.

Then let us wait to hear

The trumpet's welcome sound:
To see our Lord appear,

May we be watching found;
Enrobed in righteousness divine,
In which the Bride shall ever shine!

430. "With men it is impossible, but not with God.”

Mark. x. 27. C. M.

1 OH, how shall feeble flesh and blood
Burst through the bonds of sin?
The holy kingdom of our God,
What man shall enter in?

2 Despising all that worldlings love,
By which the soul's enslaved,
Forsaking all for things above,-
Oh, who can thus be saved?

3 He who made all things, He who said, Let there be light, can give

This saving strength, can raise the dead, And bid the sinner live.

4 And will not He who ransomed man,
A Saviour's work fulfil?

Almighty is His power: He can.
Boundless His love: He will.

5 His word, His Spirit, all ensures

To them who trust His love. Here, saints, shall victory be yours, And crowns of joy above.

431.

"What manner of man is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him!" Mark iv. 41.

P. M.

I "Who is this that calms the ocean?" Thus they cried, who were on board, When they saw the wild commotion Cease, as Jesus spoke the word. When the sudden calm they saw," Wonder filled their minds, and awe.

2 He who bids the tempest riot,

And whose word the winds fulfil,
He alone the storm can quiet,
Saying to it," Peace, be still;"
He whose power to all gives birth,
All in heaven, and all in earth.

3 He who calms the sea when raging,.
Stills the tumult of the soul;
By His word the storms assuaging,
Storms too furious for control:
But He binds them with His hand,
And they cease at His command.

4 Ye who, all your hope deriving

From yourselves, have laboured long
To allay the storm by striving,

But have found the storm too strong,
From the hopeless labour cease:
Jesus gives the troubled peace.

432. "Come; for all things are now ready." Luke xiv. 17.

7's.

1 WELCOME, welcome! Sinner, hear!
Hang not back through shame or fear.
Doubt not, nor distrust the call:
Mercy is proclaimed to all.

2 Welcome to the offered peace:
Welcome, prisoner, to release.
Burst thy bonds; be saved; be free.
Rise and come; He calleth thee.

3 Welcome, weeping penitent!
Grace has made thy heart relent.
Welcome, long-estranged child!
God in Christ is reconciled.

4 Welcome to the cleansing fount,
Springing from the sacred mount;
Welcome to the feast divine,
Bread of life, and living wine.

5 All ye weary and distressed!
Welcome to relief and rest.
All is ready; hear the call.
There is ample room for all.

6 None can come that shall not find,
Mercy called whom grace inclined;
Nor shall any willing heart

Hear the bitter word, Depart.

7 Oh the virtue of that price,
That redeeming sacrifice!

Come, ye bought, but not with gold:
Welcome to the sacred fold!

433. “ The disciple is not above his master. Luke vi, 40.

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P. M

AS much have I of worldly good
As e'er my Master had:

I diet on as dainty food,

And am as richly clad,

[board,

Though plain my garb, though scant my

As Mary's Son and Nature's Lord.

The manger was His infant-bed;
His home, the mountain-cave.
He had not where to lay His head;
He borrowed e'en His grave.

Earth yielded Him no resting-spot,-
Her Maker, but she knew Him not.
As much the world's good-will I share,
Its favour and applause,

As He whose blessed name I bear,-
Hated without a cause;

Despised, rejected, mocked by pride,
Betrayed, forsaken, crucified."

4 Why should I court my Master's foe?
Why should I fear its frown?
Why should I seek for rest below,
Or sigh for brief renown?-

A pilgrim to a better land,

An heir of joys at God's right hand.

434.

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"Like unto men that wait for their lord."
Luke xii. 36. S. M.

YE servants of the Lord!

Each in his office wait,

Observant of His heavenly word,

And watchful at His gate.

2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame.

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Gird up your loins, as in His sight,
For awful is His name.

Watch; 'tis your Lord's command;
And while we speak, He's near.
Mark the first signal of His hand,
And ready all appear.

Oh happy servant he,

In such a posture found!

He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honour crowned.

Christ shall the banquet spread
With His own Royal hand,

And raise that favourite servant's head

Amidst the angelic band.

435. “ Whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him, shall never thirst." John iv. 14. 8's.

1 JESUS! the gift divine I know: That gift divine I ask of Thee. The living water now bestow,

Thy Spirit and Thyself, on me.
Thou, Lord! of life the fountain art: •
Abide for ever in my heart.

2 Then let me drink, and thirst no more
For drops of finite happiness.
Spring up, O well! in heavenly power,
In streams of pure, perennial peace;
In joy that none can take away,
In life that never can decay.