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THE CROSS AND RESURRECTION.

4 I see, and I adore

In sympathy of love;

I feel the strong, attractive power
To lift my soul above.

5 In thee our hearts unite,

Nor share thy griefs alone,

But from thy cross pursue their flight
To thy triumphant throne.

DODDRIDGE.

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Cross of Christ. 8 & 7's M.

Greenville.

Morning Song.

1 IN the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time ;
All the light of sacred story

Gathers round its head sublime.

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me ;
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;

Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.

BOWRING.

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Resurrection of Christ. S. M.

Shirland.

1 THE Lord is risen indeed!
And are the tidings true?

Yes, we beheld the Saviour bleed,
And saw him living too.

2 The Lord has risen indeed!
Then death has lost his prey;
With him shall rise the ransomed seed
To reign in endless day.

3 The Lord is risen indeed!
Attending angels, hear;

Up to the courts of heaven, with speed
The joyful tidings bear.

4 Then take your golden lyres,

And strike each cheerful chord;
Join all the bright celestial choirs
To sing our risen Lord.

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Invitation of Jesus. 7's M.

"Watchman, tell us,' &c.

1 COME, said Jesus' sacred voice,

Laban.

KELLY.

Alcester.

Come and make my paths your choice,
I will guide you to your home;
Weary pilgrims, hither come!

2 Thou, who, houseless, sole, forlorn,
Soon may bear the proud world's scorn-
Ye, who tossed on beds of pain,

Seek for ease, but seek in vain.

3 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,
In remorse for guilt who mourn,
Here repose your heavy care;
A wounded spirit who can bear?

4 Sinner, come! for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound;
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.

MRS. BARBAULD.

Laban.

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Invitation of Jesus. S. M.

1 SEE Israel's Shepherd stand,
With all-engaging charms;

See how he takes the tender lambs,
And folds them in his arms.

2" Permit them to approach,

Forbid them not," he cried;
"Of such my Father's kingdom is,
And such with him abide."

3 O let this little flock,

We children seek his face;

And fly with transport to receive
The blessings of his grace.

Shirland.

DODDRIDGE.

Ward.

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Presence of Jesus. L. M.

1 SUN of my soul! thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near;

Oxford.

CHRIST'S CARE OF CHILDREN.

O may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought how sweet to rest
Forever on my Saviour's breast,

3 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without thee I dare not die.

4 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take; Till, in the ocean of thy love,

We lose ourselves in heaven above.

KEBLE.

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Christ's care of Children. 8 & 7's.

Greenville.

Morning Song

1 SAVIOUR, Who thy flock art feeding
With the shepherd's kindest care,
All the feeble gently leading,
While the lambs thy bosom share ;-

2 Now, these little ones receiving,
Fold them in thy gracious arm;
There, we know,-thy word believing,―
Only there, secure from harm.

3 Never from thy pasture roving,
Let them be the lion's prey;

Let thy tenderness, so loving,
Keep them all life's dangerous way.

4 Then within thy fold eternal,
Let them find a resting-place;
Feed in pastures ever vernal,
Drink the rivers of thy grace.

ANON.

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Ward.

Gratitude for the Gospel. L. M.

Hebron.

1 WE sing thy mercy, God of love!
That sent the Saviour from above,
To free our race from sin and wo,
And spread thy peace and truth below.

2 We thank thee for the words he brought; We thank thee that he lived and taught Frail and imperfect man, to be,

In humble mode, resembling thee.

3 We thank thee for thy gracious care,
That kept those sacred pages fair
Through every age, whose lines record
The deeds and precepts of the Lord.

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Gratitude for the Gospel. C. M.

St. Luke.

Medfield.

1 I THANK the goodness and the grace
Which on my birth have smiled,
And made me in these Christian days
A free and happy child.

2 I was not born, as millions are,
Where God was never known,