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4. Yet mighty God! our fleeting days
Thy lasting favours share,
Thou load'st the rolling year.
Hymn 402. L. M. A lovely youth falling short of Heaven. Mark. X. 21. 1. UST all the charms of nature then,
" M So hopeless to salvation prove ?
Can hell demand, can heav'n condemn
The man whom Jesus deigns to love! 2. The man who sought the ways of truth,
Paid friends and neighbours all their due;
Who thought he wanted nothing now. 3. But mark the change, thus spake the Lord :
“ Come part with earth for heay'n to-day!”
In silent sadness went his way.
This test unable to endure,
To make his land and money sure. 5. Ah foolish choice of treasures here!.
Ah fatal love of tempting gold!
And life and heav'n so cheaply sold? 6. In vain the charms of nature shine,
If this vile passion governs me;
Hymn 403. c. M.
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay,
Which pity must demand.
O may this truth imprest
Sink deep in ev'ry breast,
Behold the gaping tomb!.
To-morrow, death may come.
May ev'ry heart obey:
Which calls to watch, and pray.
Whose powerful arm can save;
And triumph o'er, the grave.
With cleansing, healing power;
For death's surprising hour,
Hymn 404. L. M.
Y REAT God, we sing that mighty hand, in
Let mercy crown it 'till it close. 2. By day, at night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,
By his uncrring counsel led. 3. With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
And peaceful leave before thy feet. 4. In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd thro' all our changing days. 5. When death shall interrupt these songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues,
Hymn 405. P. X. 1.
THE Lord of earth and sky,
The God of ages praise !
Ancient of endless days ;
We cumber'a long the ground !
On our dead souls was found;
To cut the fig-tree down;
Cry'd, “ Let it still alone!"*
From God obtair'd the grace;
Who therefore hath bestow'd
On us a longer space ;
Break up our fallow ground,
To thy great praise abound;
Hymn 406. P. M.
Roll round with the year,
And our talents improve By the patience of hope, and the labour of love. 2. Our life as a dream, our time as a stream
Glides swiftly away,
The millennial year
“ I have fought my way through, I have finish'd the work thou did'stgive me to do!" O that each from his Lord, may receive the glad
word, “ Well and faithfully done! “ Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne.".
Hymn 407. C.M.
All praise to him belongs :
Demands our choicest songs:
His providence has brought us through
Another various year ;
Before our God appear.
Thy still continu'd care;
Whate'er we have or are :
The wonders of thy love,
To seek thy face above.
Thine, wholly thine shall be ;;
A sacrifice to thee ;
To saints on earth forgiv'n,
Hymn 408. c. M.
Of thy short life is past, I cannot long continue here,
And this may be my last, 2. Now a new scene of time begins.
Set out afresh for heav'n ; Seek pardon, for thy daily sins,
In Christ so freely giv’n.
6. SEASONS. Hymn 409. c. M. praise the ever bounteous Lord's My soul wake all thy powers:.