2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin,

And lights the sacred fire

Of love to God and heavenly things,

And feeds the pure desire.

3 The wounded conscience knows its power
The healing balm to give;
That balm the saddest heart can cheer,

And make the dying live.

s 4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds,
Where deathless pleasures reign;
And bids us seek our portion there,
Nor bids us seek in vain.

TURNER.

HYMN 336. 7s & 6s. Margate. [b or *] Looking forward.

p1From every transient joy,

ROM every earthly pleasure,

From every mortal treasure,
That soon will fade and die;
No longer these desiring,
Upward our wishes tend,
To nobler bliss aspiring,
And joys that never end.
2 From every piercing sorrow
That heaves our breast to-day,
-Or threatens us to-morrow,

Hope turns our eyes away.
8 On wings of faith ascending,
We see the land of light,
And feel our sorrows ending
In infinite delight.

p 3 What though we are but strangers
And sojourners below;
And countless snares and dangers
Surround the path we go;
Though painful and distressing,
Yet there's a rest above;

s And onward still we're pressing,
To reach that land of love.

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HYMN 337. 7s. German Hymn. [*]
The Pilgrim's Song.

CHILDREN of the heavenly King!

As ye journey, sweetly sing:

Sing your Saviour's worthy praise,
Morious in his works and ways!

o 2 Ye are travelling home to God,
In the way the fathers trod:
They are happy now,—and ye
Soon their happiness shall see.

u 3 Shout, ye ransomed flock, and blest!
Ye on Jesus' throne shall rest:
There your seat is now prepared;
There your kingdom and reward.
8 4 Fear not, brethren! joyful stand
On the borders of
your
Jesus Christ, God's only Son,
Bids you undismayed go on.

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land:

5 Lord, submissive make us go, o Gladly leaving all below: Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow thee.

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HYMN 338. L. M.

Heb. xiii, 14.

CENNICK.

Eaton. [*]

E'VE no abiding city here"-
This may distress the worldly mind;

o But should not cost the saint a tear,
Who hopes a better rest to find.
e 2" We've no abiding city here"-
e Sad truth, were this to be our home:
o But let this thought our spirits cheer,
"We seek a city yet to come.

3 "We've no abiding city here"-
Then let us live as pilgrims do;
Let not the world our rest appear,
But let us haste from all below.
e 4" We've no abiding city here"-
s We seek a city out of sight;
Zion its name-the Lord is there,
It shines with everlasting light.

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KELLY.

HYMN 339. C. M. St. Ann's. [*]
Sincerity and Truth.

1 LET those who bear the Christian name.

Their holy vows fulfill :

The saints, the followers of the Lamb,
Are men of honour still.

2 True to the solemn oaths they take,
Though to their hurt they swear,
Constant and just to all they speak,
For God and angels hear.

3 Still with their lips their hearts agree,
Nor flattering words devise;
They know the God of truth can see
Through every false disguise.

4 They hate th' appearance of a lie,
In all the shapes it wears,

Firm to their truth; and when they die,
Eternal life is theirs.

HYMN 340. C. M.

Watchfulness.

FOR a principle within
Of jealous, godly fear;

A sensibility to sin,

A pain to feel it near;

WATTS.

Dedham. [b]

20 for the first approach to feel

Of pride, or fond desire;

To catch the wandering of my will,
And quench the kindling fire.

3 From Thee that I no more may part,
No more thy goodness grieve,
The filial awe, the fleshly heart,
The tender conscience, give.
4 Quick as the apple of an eye,
O God, my conscience make!
Awake my soul when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.

C. WESLEY.

HYMN 341. 8 & 7. Bavaria. [*]
The watchful Servants.

• 1 EARTHLY joys no longer please us,

Here would we renounce them all,

Seek our only rest in Jesus

Him our Lord and Master call.

Faith, our languid spirits cheering,
Points to brighter worlds above,
Bids us look for his appearing-
Bids us triumph in his love.
2 May our lights be always burning,
And our loins be girded round,
Waiting for our Lord's returning
Longing for the welcome sound!
Thus the Christian life adorning,
Never will we be afraid;

Should he come at night or morning-
Early dawn or evening shade.

CONG. MAG.

HYMN 342. S. M.

Watchman. [* or b]

e 1 A CHARGE to keep I have,

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A God to glorify;

A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky;

2 To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfill;

O may it all my powers engage
To do my Master's will.

3 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And oh! thy servant, Lord, prepare
A strict account to give!

4 Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely!

Assured if I my trust betray,

I shall for ever die.

HYMN 343. S. M.

Olmutz.

Watch and pray. Matt. xxvi, 41.

1 MY soul, be on thy guard, --

Ten thousand foes arise:
And hosts of sins are pressing hard,
To draw thee from the skies.

2 Oh! watch, and fight, and pray,
The battle ne'er give o'er;

Renew it boldly every day,
And help divine implore.

3 Ne'er think the victory won,
Nor once at ease sit down:

The arduous work will not be done,

Till thou hast got thy crown.

WESLEY

[*]

HEATH.

HYMN 344. C. M. Windsor. [b]
Indwelling Sin lamented.

P1 WITH tears of anguish I lament,

Here at thy feet, my God,

My passion, pride, and discontent,
And vile ingratitude.

2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base,
So false as mine has been,

So faithless to its promises,

So prone to every sin.

3 My reason tells me thy commands Are holy, just, and true,

SELECT.

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Tells me whate'er my God demands,

Is his most righteous due.

4 Reason I hear, her counsels weigh,
And all her words approve;
But still I find it hard t' obey,
And harder yet to love.

5 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel
These strugglings in my breast?
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest?

STENNETT.

HYMN 345. 7s. Calvary. [b]

1 BY thy Spirit, Lord, reprove,

All my inmost sins reveal,

Sins against thy light and love
Let me see, and let me feel;
Sins that crucified my Lord,
Sins against thy precious blood.
p 2 Jesus, seek thy wandering sheep,
Make me restless to return;
Bid me look on thee, and weep,
Bitterly, as Peter, mourn ;-
Till I say, by grace restored,

"Now, thou know'st I love thee, Lord."

3 O remember me for good,

Passing through the mortal vale;
Show me the atoning blood,
When my strength and spirit fail;
Give my fainting soul to see
Jesus crucified for me.

WESLEY'S COL.

HYMN 346. L. P. M.

St. Helen's. [b]

1

For Power over Sin.

W which only faithful souls can hear?

THEN shall I hear the inward voice,

Pardon, and peace, and heavenly joys,
Attend the promised Comforter:

O come, and righteousness divine,

And Christ, and all with Christ, are mine!
2 O that the Comforter would come,
Nor visit as a transient guest,
But fix in me his constant home,
And keep possession of my breast:
And make my soul his loved abode,
The temple of indwelling God.

C. WESLEY.