2 So from the Saviour on the cross
A healing virtue flows;

Who looks to Him with lively faith
Is saved from endless woes.

3 For God gave up His Son to death,
So generous was His love,

That all the faithful might enjoy
Eternal life above.

4 Not to condemn the sons of men
The Son of God appeared;
No weapons in His hand are seen,
Nor voice of terror heard:

5 He came to raise our fallen state,
And our lost hopes restore:
Faith leads us to the mercy-seat,
And bids us fear no more.

12 Africk, O Lord, around Thee lay,

T even, ere the sun was set,

L.M.

O in what divers pains they met !

O with what joy they went away!

2 Once more 'tis eventide, and we,

Oppressed with various ills, draw near, What if Thy form we cannot see?

We know and feel that Thou art here.

3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel,

For some are sick, and some are sad,
And some have never loved Thee well,
And some have lost the love they had;
4 And some have found the world is vain,
Yet from the world they break not free;
And some have friends who give them pain,
Yet have not sought a friend in Thee.

5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest,
For none are wholly free from sin;
And they who fain would serve Thee best,
Are conscious most of wrong within.

6 O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man;

Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried;
Thy kind but searching glance can scan
The very wounds that shame would hide.
7 Thy touch has still its ancient power,
No word from Thee can fruitless fall;
Hear in this solemn evening hour,
And in Thy mercy heal us all.

13 Aof Moses and the Lamb;

WAKE, and sing the song

S. M.

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Wake every heart and every tongue,
To praise the Saviour's name.

Sing of His dying love;
Sing of His rising power;

Sing how He intercedes above
For those whose sins He bore.

Sing on your heavenly way,
Ye ransomed sinners, sing,
Sing on, rejoicing every day
In Christ, the eternal King.

Soon shall ye hear Him say,
Ye blessed children, come:
Soon will He call you hence away,
And take His wanderers home.

There shall our raptured tongue
His endless praise proclaim,
And sweeter voices swell the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.

EFORE Jehovah's awful throne,

14 Bye nations, bow with sacred joy;

L. M.

Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create and He destroy.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And, when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to His fold again.

3 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.

4 Wide as the world is Thy command,
Vast as eternity Thy love;

Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

15 BEHOLD, the mountain of the Lord
latter days shall rise

C. M.

On mountain-tops above the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.

2 To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues shall flow;
Up to the hill of God, they'll say,
And to His house we'll go.

3 The beam that shines from Zion hill
Shall lighten every land;

The King who reigns in Salem's towers
Shall all the world command.

4 Among the nations He shall judge;
His judgments truth shall guide;
His sceptre shall protect the just,
And quell the sinner's pride.

5 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign,
Or mar the peaceful years;

To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning-hooks their spears.

6 No longer hosts encountering hosts
Their millions slain deplore;

They hang the trumpet in the hall,
And study war no more.

7 Come then, O come, from every land
To worship at His shrine;

And walking in the light of God,
With holy beauties shine.

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LESS, O Lord, the opening year

BLESS, O

7s. Clothe Thy Word with power divine, Make us willing to be Thine.

2 Shepherd of Thy blood-bought sheep,
Teach the stony heart to weep;
Let the blind have eyes to see,
See themselves, and look on Thee.

3 Where Thou hast Thy work begun,
Give new strength the race to run;
Scatter darkness, doubts, and fears,
Wipe away the mourner's tears.

4 Bless us all, both old and young;
Call forth praise from every tongue;
Let the whole assembly prove
All Thy power, and all Thy love.

17 B For they shall see our God,

LEST are the pure in heart.

S. M.

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The secret of the Lord is theirs,
Their soul is Christ's abode.

The Lord, who left the heavens
Our life and peace to bring,

To dwell in lowliness with men,
Their pattern and their King:

He to the lowly soul

Doth still Himself impart,

And for His dwelling and His throne
Chooseth the pure in heart.

4 Lord, we Thy presence seek;
May ours this blessing be;
Give us a pure and lowly heart,
A temple meet for Thee.

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LEST be the everlasting God,

The Father of our Lord;

C. M. Be His abounding mercy praised,
His majesty adored.

2 When from the dead He raised His Son,
And called Him to the sky,

He gave our souls a lively hope
That they should never die.

3 To an inheritance divine

He taught our hearts to rise;
'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled,
Unfading in the skies.

4 Saints by the power of God are kept
Till the salvation come:

We walk by faith as strangers here;
But Christ shall call us home.

19 BLEST be the tie that binds

S. M.

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Our hearts in Christian love,

The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers;

Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,

Our comforts and our cares.

We share our mutual woes,

Our mutual burdens bear,

And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.