2 Ye tempting sweets, forbear,
Ye dearest idols, fall;

My love ye must not share,
Jesus shall have it all:

'Tis bitter pain, 'tis cruel smart,
But ah! thou must consent, my heart!

3 Ye fair enchanting throng!
Ye golden dreams, farewell!
Earth has prevail'd too long,
And now I break the spell:
Ye cherish'd joys of early years-
Jesus, forgive these parting tears.

4 But must I part with all?
My heart still fondly pleads:
Yes, Dagon's self must fall,-
It beats, it throbs, it bleeds.
Is there no balm in Gilead found.
To soothe and heal the smarting wound?

5 O yes, there is a balm,
A kind physician there,
My fever'd mind to calm,

To bid me not despair:

Aid me, dear Saviour, set me free.

And I will all resign to Thee.

6 O may I feel thy worth,
And let no idol dare,
No vanity of earth

With Thee, my Lord, compare:
Now bid all worldly joys depart,

And reign supremely in my heart!

154 MATT. xxv. 5.-" While the bridegroom tarried they all slumbered and slept."

1 WHEN a careless world is sleeping,
Then it is the day will come;
Mirth shall then be turn'd to weeping,
Sinners then shall meet their doom.
But the people of the Lord

Shall obtain their bright reward.

2 Waiting for our Lord's returning,
Be it ours his word to keep;
Let our lamps be always burning,
Let us watch while others sleep:
We're no longer of the night,
We are children of the light.

3 Being of the blessed number,

Whom the Saviour calls his own.
'Tis not meet that we should slumber
When the night is almost gone,
And from heaven is heard the cry
Which proclaims the Bridegroom nigh.

155 MATT. xxv. 6.-" At midnight there was a cry made, Behold the Bridegroom cometh.

1 YE virgin souls, arise,

With all the dead, awake;

Unto salvation wise,

Oil in your vessels take;

Up-starting at the midnight cry,

Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh.

2 He comes, he comes to call The nations to his bar, And raise to glory all

Who fit for glory are.

Make ready for your full reward,
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord.

3 Go, meet him in the sky, Your everlasting friend: Your head to glorify

With all his saints ascend;

Ye pure in heart obtain the grace
To see, without a veil, his face.

4 Ye, that have here received The unction from above; And in his Spirit lived,

Obedient to his love;

Jesus shall claim you for his bride; Rejoice with all the sanctified.

5 Rejoice in glorious hope,

Of that great day unknown, When you shall be caught up, To stand before his throne, Called to partake the marriage feast, And lean on our Immanuel's breast.

6 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.

156 MATT. XXV. 6.-" Go ye out to meet him."

1 CHILDREN of light awake! awake!
Ye slumbering virgins rise;

Go. meet the Royal Bridegroom now
And show that ye are wise.

2 Through love the Man of Sorrows oft
Hath watched and wept for you;
Then gave away his life to prove
That all that love was true.

3 Then wake! for lo, the midnight cry
Of warning in the air,

Bids all his church to greet him now,
Their dying lamps prepare.

157 MATT, XXVI. 26.—“ Take, eat, this is my body."

1 BREAD of the world, in mercy broken!
Wine of the soul, in mercy shed!
By whom the words of life were spoken,
And in whose death our sins are dead.

2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken;
Look on the tears by sinners shed,
And be thy feast to us the token,
That by thy grace our souls are fed.

158 MATT. XXVIII. 20.—" Lo, I am with you

alway."

1 Wнe but a Christian thro' all life
The blessing may prolong?

Who thro' the world's sad day of strife
Still chaunt his morning song?

2 Fathers may hate us or forsake,
God's foundlings then are we;
Mother on child no pity take,

But we shall still have Thee.

3 We may look home and seek in vain
A fond paternal heart,

But Christ hath given his promise plain
To do a brother's part.

4 Nor shall dull age, as worldlings say,
The heavenward flame annoy;
The Saviour cannot pass away,
And with Him lives our joy.

5 Such is our banquet, dearest Lord;
O give us grace to cast

Our lot with thine, to trust thy word,
And keep our best till last.

159 MARK X. 21.-" Come, take up the Cross and follow me."

1 JESUS, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee;
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken

Thou from hence my all shalt be.

Perish, every fond ambition,

All I've sought, or hop'd, or known,

Yet how rich is my condition,

God and heaven are still my own.