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WHE

29th P. M. 4 lines 12s.

Save, Lord, or we perish!

THEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming,

When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming,

Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker,—Save, Lord, or we perish! 2 O Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy pillow,Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, Who cries, in his anguish,-Save, Lord, or we perish! 3 And, O, when the whirlwind of passion is raging, When sin in our hearts its sad warfare is waging, Then send down thy grace, thy redeemed to cherish; Rebuke the destroyer,-Save, Lord, or we perish! 1046

AL

18th P. M. 10, 5, 11.

Deliverance from danger.

LL praise to the Lord, who rules with a word
The untractable sea,

And limits its rage by his steadfast decree:
Whose providence binds or releases the winds,
And compels them again,

At his beck, to put on the invisible chain.
2 E'en now he hath heard our cry, and appear'd
On the face of the deep,

And commanded the tempest its distance to keep;
His piloting hand hath brought us to land,
And, no longer distress'd,

We are joyful again in the haven to rest.
3 O that all men would raise His tribute of praise,
His goodness declare,

And thankfully sing of his fatherly care;
With rapture approve His dealings of love,
And the wonders proclaim

Perform'd by the virtue of Jesus's Name.

1047

WATCH-NIGHT.

1st P. M. 6 lines 8s.

A solemn vigil.

H In revelling and frantic mirth!

OW many pass the guilty night

The creature is their sole delight—
Their happiness the things of earth:
For us suffice the season past:
We choose the better part at last.
2 We will not close our wakeful eyes,
We will not let our eyelids sleep,
But humbly lift them to the skies,
And all a solemn vigil keep;
So many nights on sin bestow'd,
Can we not watch one hour for God?
3 We can, O Jesus, for thy sake,
Devote our every hour to thee;
Speak but the word, our souls shall wake,
And sing with cheerful melody:
Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ,
And every heart shall dance for joy.
4 Blest object of our faith and love,
We listen for thy welcome voice;
Our persons and our works approve,
And bid us in thy strength rejoice;
Now let us hear the mighty cry,
And shout to find the Bridegroom nigh.
5 Shout in the midst of us, O King

Of saints, and let our joys abound;
Let us rejoice, give thanks, and sing,
And triumph in redemption found:
We ask in faith for every soul;
O let our glorious joy be full!

6 O may we all triumphant rise; With joy upon our heads return; And far above these nether skies,

By thee on eagles' wings upborne, Through all yon radiant circles move, And gain the highest heaven of love.

1048

1st P. M. 6 lines 8s.

A living sacrifice unto the Lord. WISDOM ascribe, and might, and praise, To God, who lengthens out our days; Who spares us yet another year, And makes us see his goodness here: O may we all the time redeem, And henceforth live and die to him! 2 How often, when his arm was bared, Hath he our sinful Israel spared; Let me alone, his mercy cried, And turn'd the vengeful bolt aside; Indulged another kind reprieve, And strangely suffer'd us to live. 3 Merciful God, how shall we raise Our hearts to pay thee all thy praise? Our hearts shall beat for thee alone; Our lives shall make thy goodness known; Our souls and bodies shall be thine, A living sacrifice divine.

1049

J

A midnight song.

C. M.

TOIN, all ye ransom'd sons of grace,
The holy joy prolong,

And shout to the Redeemer's praise

A solemn midnight song..

2 Blessing, and thanks, and love, and might, Be to our Jesus given,

Who turns our darkness into light,

Who turns our hell to heaven.

3 Thither our faithful souls he leads;
Thither he bids us rise,

With crowns of joy upon our heads,
To meet Him in the skies.

1050

3d P. M. 4 6s & 2 8s.

The Bridegroom cometh.

Ywith all the dead, awake ;

VE virgin souls, arise;

Unto salvation wise,

Oil in your vessels take: Upstarting at the midnight cryBehold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh! 2 He comes, he comes, to call The nations to his bar,

And take to glory all

Who meet for glory are:
Made ready for your full reward;
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord.
3 Go, meet him in the sky,

Ye

Your everlasting Friend;
Your Head to glorify,

With all his saints ascend:

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

4 The everlasting doors

Shall soon the saints receive,
With seraphs, thrones, and powers,
In glorious joy to live;

Far from a world of grief and sin,
With God eternally shut in.

5 Then let us wait to hear
The trumpet's welcome sound:
To see our Lord appear,

May we be watching found:

And when thou dost the heavens bow, Be found-as, Lord, thou find'st us now.

1051

11th P. M. 76, 76, 77, 76. The midnight cry.

[EARKEN to the solemn voice,
The awful midnight cry;
Waiting souls, rejoice, rejoice,
And see the Bridegroom nigh:
Lo, he comes to keep his word;
Light and joy his looks impart;
Go ye forth to meet your Lord,
And meet him in your heart.
2 Ye who faint beneath the load
Of sin, your heads lift up;
See your great redeeming God;
He comes, and bids you hope.
In the midnight of your grief,
Jesus doth his mourners cheer;
Lo, he brings you sure relief;
Believe, and feel him here.

1052

WH

7th P. M. 8 lines 7s.

Retrospect of a year.

"HILE, with ceaseless course, the sun Hasted through the former year,

Many souls their race have run,

Never more to meet us here:

Fix'd in an eternal state,

They have done with all below;

We a little longer wait,

But how little--none can know.

2 As the winged arrow flies

Speedily the mark to find;

As the lightning from the skies

Darts, and leaves no trace behind,—

Swiftly thus our fleeting days

Bear us down life's rapid stream ;

Upward, Lord, our spirits raise ;

All below is but a dream.