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HYMN CXLIII.

THERE is a dwelling-place above;
Thither to meet the God of love
The poor in spirit go;
There is a paradise of rest;

For contrite hearts and souls distrest
Its streams of comfort flow.

There is a voice to mercy true;
To them who mercy's paths pursue
That voice shall bliss impart ;
There is a sight from man concealed;
That sight, the face of God revealed,
Shall bless the pure in heart.

There is a name in heaven bestowed;
That name, which hails them sons of God,
The friends of peace shall know;
There is a kingdom in the sky,

Where they shall reign with God on high,
Who serve Him here below.

Lord, be it mine like them to choose
The better part, like them to use
The means Thy love hath given ;
Be holiness my aim on earth,
That death be welcomed as a birth
To life and bliss in heaven.

HYMN CXLIV.

THERE is a safe and secret place
Beneath the wings Divine,
Reserved for all the heirs of grace;
O be that refuge mine!

The least and feeblest there
Uninjured and unawed;

may

hide,

While thousands fall on every side,
He rests secure in God.

The angels watch him on his way,
And aid with friendly arm;
And Satan, eager for his prey,
May hate, but cannot harm.

He feeds in pastures large and fair
Of love and truth divine:
O child of God, O glory's heir,
How rich a lot is thine!

A hand almighty to defend,
An ear for every call:

An honoured life, a peaceful end,
And heaven to crown it all.

HYMN CXLV.

WHEN I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,

I bid farewell to every fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.

Should earth against my soul engage,
And hellish darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all.

There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest;
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

HYMN CXLVI.

ON all the ways of God

How grace and mercy shine!

Father of every good,

Or human or divine:

By men on earth and saints in heaven To God alone be glory given.

He sent His only Son

Our sins and griefs to bear,

And brought us into life,

The children of His care:

Worthy the Lamb, who reigns above, Of joyful praise and grateful love.

To boundless realms of joy
He taught our hearts to rise,
Eternal, undefiled,

Unfading in the skies;

Nor sun nor moon nor stars appear,
The Lamb of God enlightens there.

Saints by His power are kept,
Till His salvation come;
We walk as strangers here,

Till God shall call us home:
O come the bright unclouded day,
And every tear be wiped away.

HYMN CXLVII.

HAPPY the souls to Jesus join'd,
And sav'd by grace alone:
Walking in all His ways, they find
Their heaven on earth begun.

The Church triumphant in Thy love,
Their mighty joys we know:
They sing the Lamb in hymns above,
And we in hymns below.

Thee, in Thy glorious realm, they praise,
And bow before Thy throne!

We, in the kingdom of Thy grace;

The kingdoms are but one.

The holy to the holiest leads;
From thence our spirits rise:
And he that in Thy statutes treads,
Shall meet Thee in the skies.

HYMN CXLVIII.

ALMIGHTY God, tell all the world Thy fame, And shew them what the great Jehovah is; A holy God unchangeably the same,

Of perfect truth and perfect righteousness; Whose sovereign word, whose just and holy will All things in heaven and in the earth fulfil.

O gracious Father, send Thy Spirit forth,
And light and saving health to all impart;
That all the corners of the wide-spread earth
May know how great and good and kind Thou art;
May all around Thy throne with reverence meet,
And learn to bow and worship at Thy feet.

O gracious Father, let Thy kingdom come,
Thy kingdom built on Jesus' love and grace;
O let it reign supreme in every home,

To raise and bless and save our fallen race. The earth is Thine, set up Thy righteous throne, And claim, great God, the kingdoms for Thine

own.

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