I Now to the Lord a noble song:
Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue;
Hosanna to the eternal name,
And all his boundless love proclaim.

2 See where it shines in Jesus' face,
The brightest image of his grace;
God, in the person of his Son,
Has all his mightiest works outdone.

3 The spacious earth and spreading flood Proclaim the wise and powerful God;

And thy rich glories from afar
Sparkle in every rolling star.

4 Grace! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme,
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus name;
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound,
Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground.

5 Oh! may I reach that happy place, Where he unveils his lovely face, Where all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold. -ISAAC WATTS. 308

Soon may the last glad song.

I Soon may the last glad song arise, Through all the millions of the skies; That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's.

2 Let thrones, and powers, and kingdoms
Obedient, mighty God, to thee; [be
And over land, and stream, and main,
Now wave the scepter of thy reign.

3 O let that glorious anthem swell;
Let host to host the triumph tell,
Till not one rebel heart remains,
But over all the Saviour reigns.

3 Upon the crystal pavement, down
At Jesus pierc-ed feet,
Joyful I'll cast my golden crown,
And his dear name repeat.

4 Oh, precious cross! oh, glorious crown! Oh, resurrection day!

Ye angels, from the stars come down,
And bear my soul away.

312 Jesus, and Shall it Ever Be
I jesus, and shall it ever be,
A mortal man ashamed of thee?
Ashamed of thee whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine through endless days!
2 Ashamed of Jesus, that dear friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend!
No, when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name,

3 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
4 Till then-nor is my boasting vain-
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain;
And oh, may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me!
313 Come Hither, All Ye Weary Souls.
I Come hither, all ye weary souls,
Ye heavy-laden sinners, come;
I'll give you rest from all your toils,
And raise you to my heavenly home.

2 They shall find rest that learn of me; I'm of a meek and lowly mind;

But passion rages like the sea,
And pride is restless as the wind.

5 While thou art intimately nigh, Who, who shall violate my rest? Sin, earth, and hell I now defy:

I lean upon my Saviour's breast. 6 I rest beneath the Almighty's shade; My griefs expire, my troubles cease; Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed, Wilt keep me still in perfect peace.

3 Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight; My yoke is easy to his neck,

My grace shall make the burden light, 4 Jesus, we come at thy command, With faith, and hope, and humble zeal Resign our spirits to thy hand,

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My Gracious Lord!

I My gracious Lord! I own thy right
To every service I can pay;
And call it my supreme delight
To hear thy dictates and obey.

2 What is my being but for thee,
Its sure support, its noblest end,
Thine ever-smiling face to see,
And serve the cause of such a friendi

3 'Tis to my Saviour I would live,

To him who for my ransom died;
Nor could untainted Eden give
Such bliss as blossoms at his side.

4 His work my hoary age shall bless,
When youthful vigor is no more,
And my last hour of life confess
His dying love, his saving power.

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Rev. EDWIN GARDNER, A.M.

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thee abide,

2 "Sometimes thro' sore trials I'll call thee to go, [thou know; But, like favored Daniel, no harm shalt My angels shall keep thee and round [tide. To guard thee from danger, whatever beThy soul shall not perish when_dark waters roll, [soul; For I will sustain thee and shelter thy I'll ever uphold thee and guide thee aright [night. To that blessed city where cometh no 3 When weary and hungry along life's rough road, [to thy load; When cares and temptations would add Remember the promise revealed in my Word[Lord.

O soul, cast thy burden and care on the

| The water of life will I give unto thee, Behold it now flowing so full and so free; I'll feed thee with manna sent down from above, [of love." And thou shalt be feasted with clusters 4 Some day I shall give o'er this swift fleeting breath,

And down in the tomb lay this body in death;

But comforting grace then shall carry me through, [view; Till glories immortal shall break on my And when he shall bid me in glory arise, [skies, To hail him in triumph descending the I'll shout when the heavens shall all be aflame, Hosanna! hosanna to his blessed name!

2 Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home;
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,

Interposed his precious blood.

3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy grace now, like a fetter,
Bind my wand'ring heart to thee;
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,

Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, oh, take and seal it; Seal it from thy courts above.