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LABOUR ON 286 COME, labour on : Who dares stand idle

on the har vest plain, While all around him waves the golden grain ?
And to each servant does the Master say, "Go work to day." Come,
labour on : Claim the high calling angels cannot share ; To young
and old the joyful tidings bear ; Redeem the time ; its hours too
swiftly fly, The night draws nigh. Come, labour on : Away with
gloomy doubts and faithless fear ! No arm so weak but may do
service here ; By hands the feeblest can our God fulfil His righteous
will. Come, labour on : No time for rest till glows the western sky,
While the long shadows o'er our pathway lie, And a glad sound
comes with the setting sun, "Servants, well done!" Come, labour on
: The toil is pleasant, the reward is sure ; Blessed are those who to
the end endure ; How full their joy, how deep their rest shall be O
Lord, with Thee ! Jane L. Borthwick.
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVTCE 287 0 HAPPY home, where

Thou art loved and dearest, Thou loving Friend, and Saviour of our
race, And where among the guests there never cometh One who can
hold such high and honoured place ! O happy home, where two in
heart united In holy faith, and blessed hope are one, Whom death a
little while alone divideth, And cannot end the union here begun ! O
happy home, whose little ones are given Early to Thee, in humble
faith and prayer, To Thee, their Friend, who from the heights of
heaven Guides them, and guards with more than mother's care ! O
happy home, where each one serves Thee, lowly, Whatever his
appointed work may be, Till every common task seems great and
holy, When it is done, O Lord, as unto Thee ! O happy home, where
Thou art not forgotten When joy is overflowing, full and free, O
happy home, where every wounded spirit Is brought, Physician,
Comforter, to Thee. Until at last, when earth's day's work is ended,
All meet Thee in the blessed home above, From whence Thou
earnest, where Thou hast ascended, Thy everlasting home of peace
and love ! C. J. P. Spit-tit, tr. Sarah L. Findlater.
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WORDS OF POWER 288 A FITLY spoken word, XTL It hath

mysterious powers ; Its far-off echoes shall be heard Ringing
through future hours. An honest, truthful word, It has a tongue of
flame ; On wings of wind it flies abroad, And wins a heavenly fame.
A gentle, gracious word, 'Tis music in the heart ; Thrilling its very
inmost cord, Till tears unbidden start. Speak thou, then, lovingly, Out
of a Christ-like soul ; Thy words a blessed balm shall be, To make
the sin-sick whole. Speak, for the love of GodSpeak, for the love of
man ; The words of truth love sends abroad, Shall never be in vain.
G. B. Bubier 289 SIMPLY trusting every day, Trusting through a
stormy way ; Even when my faith is small ; Trusting Jesus, that is all.
CHORUS : Trusting as the moments fly ; Trusting as the days go by ;
Trusting Him, whate'er befall ; Trusting Jesus, that is all.
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE Brightly doth His Spirit shine

Into this poor heart of mine ; While He leads I cannot fall ; Trusting
Jesus, that is all. Singing, if my way be clear ; Praying, if the path be
drear ; If in clanger, for Him call ; Trusting Jesus, that is all. Trusting
Him while life shall last ; Trusting Him till earth be past, Till within
the jasper wall ; Trusting Jesus, that is all. Page. 290 ONE by one
the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall ; Some are
coming, some are going, Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one
thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each ; Let no
future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach. One
by one bright gifts from heaven, Joys are sent thee here below ;
Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go. One by
one thy griefs shall meet thee ; Do not fear an armed band ; One
will fade as others reach thee, Shadows passing through the land.
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FROM HEIGHT TO HEIGHT Every hour that fleets so slowly

Has its task to do, to bear ; Luminous the crown, and holy, If thou
set each gem with care. Hours are golden links, God's token,
Reaching heaven ; but one by one Take them, lest the chain be
broken Ere the pilgrimage be done. A. A. Proctor. 291 IJ OR WARD !
be our watchword, Steps and voices join'd ; Seek the things before
us, Not a look behind ; Burns the fiery pillar At our army's head ;
Who shall dream of shrinking, By our Captain led ? Forward through
the desert, Through the toil and fight ; Jordan flows before us, Sion
beams with light. Forward, when in childhood Buds the infant mind ;
All through youth and manhood, Not a thought behind ; Speed
through realms of nature, Climb the steps of grace ; Faint not, till in
glory Gleams our Father's face. Forward, all the life-time, Climb from
height to height ; Till the head be hoary, Till the eve be light.
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE Forward, flock of Jesus, Salt

of all the earth, Till each yearning purpose Spring to glorious birth ;
Sick, they ask for healing, Blind, they grope for day : Pour upon the
nations Wisdom's loving ray. Forward, out of error. Leave behind the
night ; Forward through the darkness, Forward into light. Glories
upon glories Hath our God prepared, By the souls that love Him One
day to be shared ; Eye hath not beheld them, Ear hath never heard ;
Nor of these hath utter'd Thought or speech a word ; Forward,
marching eastward, Where the Heav'n is bright, Till the veil be lifted,
Till our faith be sight, Far o'er yon horizon Rise the city towers,
Where our God abideth ; That fair home is ours : Flash the streets
with jasper, Shine the gates with gold ; Flows the gladdening river
Shedding joys untold.
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THE SONG OF TRIUMPH Thither, onward thither, In the

Spirit's might ; Pilgrims to your country, Forward into light. Into
God's high temple Onward as we press, Beauty spreads around us,
Born of holiness ; Arch, and vault, and carving, Lights of varied tone,
Soften'd words and holy, Prayer and praise alone : Every thought
upraising To our city bright, Where the tribes assemble Round the
Throne of light. Nought that city needeth Of these aisles of stone ;
Where the Godhead dwelleth, Temple there is none ; All the Saints,
that ever In these courts have stood, Are but babes, and feeding On
the children's food. On through sign and token. Stars amidst the
night, Forward through the darkness, Forward into light. To the
Eternal Father Loudest anthems raise ; To the Son and Spirit Echo
songs of praise ;
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE To the Lord of glory, Blessed

Three in One, Be by men and Angels Endless honours done : Weak
are earthly praises : Dull the songs of night ; Forward into triumph,
Forward into light ! II. Alford. 292 WALK in the light, so shalt thou
know That fellowship of love His Spirit only can bestow Who reigns
in light above. Walk in the light, and sin abhorred Shall ne'er detile
again ; The blood of Jesus Christ thy Lord Shall cleanse from every
stain. Walk in the light, and thou shalt find Thy heart made truly His,
Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, In whom no darkness is.
Walk in the light, and thou shalt own Thy darkness passed away ;
Because that light hath on thee shone, In which is perfect day. Walk
in the light, and e'en the tomb No fearful shade shall wear ; Glory
shall chase away its gloom, For Christ hath conquered there.
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THE POWER OF SONG Walk in the light, and thine shall be

A path, though thorny, bright ; For God, by grace, shall dwell in
thee, And God Himself is light ! B. Barton 293 SING to the little
children, And they will listen well ; Sing grand and holy music, For
they can feel its spell. Sing at the cottage bedside — They have no
music there ; And the voice of praise is silent After the voice of
prayer. Sing of the gentle Saviour In the simplest hymns you know,
And the pain-dimmed eye will brighten, As the soothing verses flow.
When you long to bear the message Home to some troubled breast,
Then sing with loving fervour, " Come unto Me, and rest." Sing when
His mighty mercies And marvellous love you feel, And the deep joy
of gratitude Springs freshly as you kneel. Sing on in grateful
gladness ! Rejoice in this good thing Which the Lord thy God hath
given thee : The happy power to sing. Anon.
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE 294 T IFE is onward— use it

JLj With a forward aim : Toil is heavenly— choose it, And its warfare
claim. Look not to another To perform your will, Let not your own
brother Keep your warm hand still. Life is onward— never Dwell
upon the past, It would hold you ever In its clutches fast. Now is
your dominion — Wear it as you please, Bind not the soul's pinion To
a bed of ease. Life is onward — try it Ere the day is lost ; It hath
virtue— try it At whatever cost. Hope and joy together, Standing at
the goal, Through life's darkest weather, Beckon on the soul. Anon.
295 "HAT Thou wilt, O father, give ! All is gain that I receive ; Let the
lowliest task be mine, Grateful so the work be Thine. w Let me find
the humblest place In the shadow of Thy grace ; Let me find in
Thine employ, Peace that dearer is than joy.
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THE NATURAL HABITUDE If there be some weaker one,

Give me strength to help him on ; If a blinder soul there be, Let me
guide him nearer Thee. Make my mortal dreams come true, With the
work I fain would do : Clothe with life the weak intent, Let me be
the thing I meant. Out of self to love be led, And to heaven
acclimated ; Until all things sweet and good Seem my natural
habitude. J. G. Whittier. 296 WITHOUT haste and without rest " ;
Bind the motto to thy breast, Bear it with thee as a spell ; Storm or
sunshine, guard it well ; Heed not flowers that round thee bloom ;
Bear it onward to the tomb. Haste not : let no thoughtless deed Mar
the spirit's steady speed ; Ponder well and know the right, Onward
then with all thy might ; Haste not — years can ne'er atone For one
reckless action done ! Rest not : life is sweeping by, Do and dare
before you die ; Something worthy and sublime Leave behind to
conquer time ; Glorious 'tis to live for aye, When these forms have
passed away.
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE Haste not— rest not ; calm in

strife, Meekly bear the storms of life ; Duty be thy polar guide, Do
the right, whate'er betide ; Haste not— rest not : conflicts past, God
shall crown thy work at last ! Suggested by lines from Goethe. 297
rpHE sower went forth sowing, JL The seed in secret slept Through
weeks of faith and patience, Till out the green blade crept ; And
warm'd by golden sunshine, And fed by silver rain, At last the fields
were whiten'd To harvest once again. O praise the heavenly Sower,
Who gave the fruitful seed, And watch'd and water 'd duly, And
ripen'd for our need. Behold ! the heavenly Sower Goes forth with
better seed, The Word of sure Salvation, With Feet and Hands that
bleed ; Here in His Church 'tis scatter'd Our spirits are the soil ; Then
let an ample fruitage Repay His pain and toil. Oh, beauteous is the
harvest Wherein all goodness thrives, And this the true thanksgiving,
The first-fruits of our lives.
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THE SOWER Within a hallow'd acre He sows yet other

grain, When peaceful earth receiyeth The dead He died to gain ; For
though the growth be hidden, We know that they shall rise ; Yea,
even now they ripen In sunny Paradise. O summer land of harvest,
O fields for ever white With souls that wear Christ's raiment, With
crowns of golden light ! One day the heavenly Sower Shall reap
where He hath sown, And come again rejoicing, And with Him bring
His own ; And then the fan of judgment Shall winnow from His floor
The chaff into the furnace That flameth evermore. O holy, awful
Reaper, Have mercy in the day Thou puttest in Thy sickle, And cast
us not away. W. St. Hill Bourne. 298 0 BEAUTIFUL, my country ! Be
thine a nobler care Than all thy wealth of commerce, Thy harvests
waving fair :
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE Be it thy pride to lift up The

manhood of the poor ; Be thou to the oppressed Fair freedom's open
door. For thee our fathers suffered, For thee they toiled and prayed ;
Upon thy holy altar Their willing lives they laid ; Thou hast no
common birthright, Grand memories on thee shine ; The blood of
pilgrim nations Commingled flows in thine. () beautiful, my country !
Round thee in love we draw ; Thine be the grace of freedom, The
majesty of law. Be righteousness thy sceptre, Justice thy diadem ;
And on thy shining forehead Be peace the crowning gem ! F. L.
Hosmer. 299 T when of God we ask For fuller, happier life, te sets us
some new task Involving care and strife ; Is this the boon for which
we sought ? Has prayer new trouble on us brought? This is indeed
the boon, Though strange to us it seems : We pierce the rock, and
soon The blessing on us streams ; For when we are the most athirst,
Then the clear waters on us burst.
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LIFE'S CHOICE We toil as in a field, Wherein, to us

unknown, A treasure lies concealed, Which may be all our own: And
shall we of the toil complain That speedily will bring such gain ? We
dig the wells of life, And God the water gives ; We win our way by
strife, Then He within us lives ; And only war could make us meet
For peace so sacred and so sweet. T. T. Lynch. 300 ONCE to every
man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth
with Falsehood, for the good or evil side ; Some great cause, God's
new Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats
upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right, And the choice
goes by for ever 'twixt that darkness and that light. Then to side
with Truth is noble, when we share her wretched crust, Ere her
cause bring fame and profit, and 'tis prosperous to be just ; Then it
is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside,
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE Doubting in his abject spirit,

till his Lord is crucified, And the multitude make virtue of the faith
they had denied. New occasions teach new duties : Time makes
ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still and onward, who
would keep abreast with Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires !
we our selves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer
boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's
portal with the Past's blood-rusted key. J. R. Lowell. 301 LET us with
a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for He is kind : For His mercy shall
endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. He, with all-commanding might,
Filled the new-made world with light : For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure. All things living He doth feed, His full hand
supplies their need : For His mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever
sure. He His chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness : For
His mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
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GOD'S GREATNESS He hath, with a piteous eye, Looked

upon our misery : For His mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever
sure. Let us, then, with gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for He is
kind : For His mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. J. Milton.
302 AND now the wants are told, that brought J\. Thy children to
Thy knee : Here lingering still, we ask for nought, But simply
worship Thee. For Thou art God, the One, the same, O'er all things
high and bright ; And round us, when we speak Thy name, There
spreads a heaven of light. () wondrous peace, in thought to dwell On
excellence divine ; To know that nought in man can tell How fair Thy
beauties shine ! O Thou, above all blessing blest, O'er thanks exalted
far, Thy very greatness is a rest To weaklings as we are ; For when
we feel the praise of Thee A task beyond our powers, \Ve say, "A
perfect God is He, And He is fully ours." 243
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE All glory to the Father be, All

glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, While endless ages
run. W. Bright. 303 LORD, speak to me, that I may speak In living
echoes of Thy tone ; As Thou hast sought, so let me seek Thy erring
children lost and lone. O lead me, Lord, that I may lead The
wandering and the wavering feet ; O feed me Lord, that I may feed
Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. 0 strengthen me, that while
I stand Firm on the rock, and strong in Thee, 1 may stretch out a
loving hand To wrestlers with the troubled sea. O teach me Lord,
that I may teach The precious things Thou dost impart ; And wing
my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart.
O give Thine own sweet rest to me, That I may speak with soothing
power A word in season, as from Thee, To weary ones in needful
hour. O fill me with Thy fulness, Lord, Until my very heart o'erflow In
kindling thought and glowing word, Thy love to tell, Thy praise to
show.
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TALENTS O use me, Lord, use even me, Just as Thou wilt,
and when, and where, Until Thy blessed face I see, Thy rest, Thy
joy, Thy glory share. Frances R. Savergal. 304 r\ OD intrusts to all,
VT Talents few and many ; None so young and small That they have
not any. Though the great and wise Have a greater number ; Yet my
one I prize, And it must not slumber. God will surely ask, Ere I enter
heaven, Have I done the task Which to me was given? Little drops of
rain Bring the springing flowers, And I may attain Much by little
powers. Every little mite, Every little measure, Helps to spread the
light, Helps to swell the treasure. God intrusts to all, Talents few and
many ; None so young or small That they have not any. J.
Edmeston.
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DISCIPLESHIP AND SERVICE 305 YE servants of the Lord,

Each in his office wait, Observant of His heavenly Word, And
watchful at His gate. Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the
golden flame : Gird up your loins as in His sight, For awful is His
Name. Watch ! 'tis your Lord's command, And while we speak, He's
near ; Mark the first signal of His hand, And ready all appear. Oh,
happy servant he, In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with
rapture see, And be with honour crown 'd. Christ shall the banquet
spread, With His own royal hand, And raise that faithful servant's
head Amid the angelic band. All glory, Lord, to Thee, Whom heav'n
and earth adore, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God for
evermore. P. Doddndge.
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THE HYMN OF PRAISE 306 SOWING the seed by the dawn-

light fair, Sowing the seed by the noon-day glare, Sowing the seed
by the fading light, Sowing the seed in the solemn night ; Oh ! what
shall the harvest be ? Oh ! what shall the harvest be ? CHORUS :
Sown ... in the dark . . . ness, or sown ... in the light,
Sown...inourweak...ness,orsown...m ourmight, Gathered in time or
eternity, Sure, ah ! sure, will the harvest be ! Sowing the seed by the
wayside high, Sowing the seed on the rocks to die, Sowing the seed
where the thorns will spoil, Sowing the seed in the fertile soil : Oh !
what shall the harvest be ? Sowing the seed with an aching heart,
Sowing the seed while the teardrops start, Sowing in hope, till the
reapers come Gladly to gather the harvest home ; Oh ! what shall
the harvest be ? E. S. Oakey. PRAISE 307 T^ OR the beauty of the
earth, Jj For the glory of the skies. For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies ; Father, unto Thee we raise This our
grateful hymn of praise.
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PRAISE For the wonder of each hour Of the day and of the
night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon and stars of
light ; Father, unto Thee we raise This our grateful hymn of praise.
For the joy of ear and eye, For the heart and mind's delight, For the
mystic harmony Linking sense to sound and sight; Father, unto Thee
we raise This our grateful hymn of praise. For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends 011 earth, and friends above,
Pleasures pure and undefiled ; Father, unto Thee we raise This our
grateful hymn of praise. For each perfect gift of Thine To our race so
freely given, Graces human and divine, Flowers of earth, and buds of
heaven ; Father, unto Thee we raise This our grateful hymn of
praise. For Thy Church that evermore Lifteth holy hands above,
Offering up on every shore Its pure sacrifice of love ; Father, unto
Thee we raise This our grateful hymn of praise. F. S. Pierpoint.
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LOVE AT HOME 308 TPHERE is beauty all around, JL When

there's love at home ; There is joy at every sound, When there's love
at home. Peace and plenty here abide, Smiling sweet on every side.
Time doth softly, sweetly glide, When there's love at home. CHORUS
: Love at home, love at home, Time doth softly, sweetly glide, When
there's love at home. In the cottage there is joy, When there' s love
at home ; Hate and envy ne'er annoy When there's love at home.
Roses blossom 'neath our feet, All the earth's a garden sweet,
Making life a bliss complete, When there's love at home. CHORUS :
Love at home, love at home, Making life a bliss complete, When
there's love at home. Kindly heaven smiles above, When there's love
at home ; All the earth is filled with love, When there's love at home.
Sweeter sings the brooklet by, Brighter beams the azure sky;
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PRAISE Oh, there's One who smiles on high, When there's

love at home. CHORUS : Love at home, love at home, Oh, there's
One who smiles on high, When there's love at home. Jesus, make
me wholly Thine, Then there's love at home, May Thy sacrifice be
mine, Then there's love at home. Safely from all harm I'll rest, With
no sinful care distressed, Thro' Thy tender mercy blessed, With Thy
love at home. CHORUS : Love at home, love at home, Thro' Thy
tender mercy blessed, With Thy love at home. Anon. 309 rpHERE is
a book, who runs may read, J_ Which heavenly truth imparts ; And
all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The
works of God, above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that
book, to show How God Himself is found. The glorious sky,
embracing all, Is like the Maker's love, Wherewith encompassed,
great and small, In peace and order move.
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CLEAR SHINING T\vo worlds are ours ; 'tis only sin Forbids
us to descry The mystic heaven and earth within, Plain as the sea
and sky. Thou who hast given me eyes to see, And love this sight so
fair, Give me a heart to find out Thee, And read Thee everywhere. J.
Kebk. 310 SOMETIMES a light surprises The Christian while he sings
It is the Lord who rises With healing in His wings. When comforts
are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To
cheer it after rain. In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new; Set free from
present sorrow, We cheerfully can say — E'en let th' unknown to-
morrow Bring with it what it may: It can bring with it nothing, But
He will bear us through ; Who gives the lilies clothing, Will clothe His
people too :
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PRAISE Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is

fed ; And He, who feeds the ravens, Will give His children bread.
Though vine nor fig-tree neither Their wonted fruit shall bear;
Though all the fields should wither, Nor flocks nor hards be there :
Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice ; For, while
in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice. W. Cowper. 311 WITH happy
voices ringing, Thy children, Lord, appear; Their joyous praises
bringing In anthems sweet and clear. For skies of golden splendour,
For azure rolling sea, For blossoms sweet and tender, O Lord, we
worship thee. What though no eye beholds thee, No hand thy hand
may feel, Thy universe unfolds thee, Thy starry heavens reveal. The
earth and all its glory, Our homes and all we love, Tell forth the
wondrous story Of One who reigns above.
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MAGNIFY THE LORD And shall we not adore thee With

more than joyous song, Xor live in truth before thee All beautiful and
strong. Lord, bless our souls' endeavour Thy servants true to be,
And through all life, for ever, To live our praise to thee. W. G.
Tarrant. 312 THE heaven of heavens cannot contain The universal
Lord ; Yet He in humble hearts will deign To dwell and be adored.
Where'er ascends the sacrifice Of fervent praise and prayer, Or on
the earth, or in the skies, The heaven of God is there. His presence
there is spread abroad Through realms, through worlds unknown ;
Who seeks the mercies of his God Is ever near His throne. W.
Drennan. 313 mHROUGH all the changing scenes of life JL In trouble
and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue
employ. O magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt His name !
When in distress to Him I called, He to my rescue came. '253
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PRAISE The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of

the just ! Deliverance He affords to all Who on His succour trust. O
make but trial of His love ; Experience will decide How blessed are
they, and only they, Who in His truth confide. Fear Him, ye saints,
and you will then Have nothing else to fear! Make you His service
your delight, Your wants shall be His care. Tate and Brady. 314
HAPPY are they, they that love God, Whose hearts have Christ
confest, Who by His cross have found their life, And 'neath His yoke
their rest. Glad is the praise, sweet are the songs, When they
together sing ; And strong the prayers, that bow the ear, Of heav'n's
eternal King. Christ to their homes giveth His peace, And makes their
loves His own, But ah ! what tares the evil one Hath in His garden
sown. Sad were our lot, evil this earth, Did not its sorrow prove The
path whereby the sheep may find The fold of Jesu's love.
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THE UNIVERSAL SONG Then shall they know, they that

love Him, How all their pain is good; And death itself cannot unbind
Their happy brotherhood. After Latin of Coffin. 315 0 WORSHIP the
King All-glorious above ; O gratefully sing His poAver and His love ;
Our Shield and Defender, The Ancient of days, Paviliori'd in
splendour, And girded with praise. O tell of His might, O sing of His
grace, Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space ; His chariots of
wrath The deep thunder clouds form, And dark is His path On the
wings of the storm. The earth with its store Of wonders untold,
Almighty, Thy power Hath founded of old ; Hath stablish'd it fast By
a changeless decree, And round it hath cast, Like a mantle, the sea.
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PRAISE Thy bountiful care What tongue can recite? It

breathes in the air, It shines in the light ; It streams from the hills, It
descends to the plain, And sweetly distils In the dew and the rain.
Frail children of dust, And feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, Nor
find Thee to fail ; Thy mercies how tender! How firm to the end !
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend. O measureless Might,
Ineffable Love, While Angels delight To hymn Thee above, Thy
ransom'd creation, Though feeble their lays. With true adoration
Shall sing to Thy praise. Sir E. Grant. 316 'OW thank we all our God,
With heart, and hands, and voices, Who wondrous things hath done,
In whom His world rejoices ; N'