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1. HERE cares and angry passions cease,

For saints together meet
To spend an hour of prayer and peace

At their Redecmer's feet.

2. No sculptured wonders meet the sight,

Nor pictured saints appear,
Nor storied window's gorgeous light,

For God himself is here.

1. Come, Thou desire of all thy saints!

Our humble strains attend,
While, with our praises and complaints,

Low at Thy feet we bend. 2. Ilow should our songs, like those above,

With warm devotion rise!
How should our souls, on wings of love,

Mount upward to the skies! 3. Come, Lord! Thy love alone can raise

In us the heavenly flame;
Then shall our lips resound Thy praise,

Our hearts adore Thy name.
4. Dear Saviour! let Thy glory shino

And fill Thy dwellings here,
Till life, and love, and joy divino

A heaven on earth appear.
5. Then shall our learts enraptured say,

Come, great Redeemer! come,
And bring the bright, the glorious day,

That calls Thy children home.

3. And here are comrades in the war

With Satan and with sin,
Who now in God's own favor share,

And soon their heaven will win.

4. Glory to God! who deigns to bless

This consecrated day,
Unfolds his wondrous promises

And makes it sweet to pray.

5. Glory to God! who deigns to hear

The humblest sigh we raise,
And answers every heart-felt prayer,
And hears our hymn of praise.

NOEL'S COLL.

MRS. STEELE.

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3. We'll catch the note of lofty praise ;

May we their rapture feel;
Our thankful songs with their's we'll raise,

And emulate their zeal.
4. Come, then, ye saints! and grateful sing

Of Christ, our risen Lord-
of Christ, the everlasting King-

Of Christ, th' incarnate word.
5. Hail, mighty Saviour! Thee we hail!

High on thy throne above;
Till heart and flesh together fail,

We'll sing thy matchless love.

40. C. M. 1. AGAiN the Lord of life and light

Awakes the kindling ray, Dispels the darkness of the night,

And pours increasing day.
2. O what a night was that which wrapt

A guilty world in gloom!
O what a sun which broke this day

Triumphant from the tomb!
3. The powers of darkness leagued in vain

To bind our Lord in death;
He shook their kingdom, when He fell,

By his expiring breath.
4. And now His conquering chariot wheels

Ascend the lofty skies ;
Broken beneath his powerful cross,

Death's iron scepter lies.
5. This day be grateful homage paid,

And loud hosannas sung;
Let gladness dwell in every heart,

And praise on every tongue.
6. Ten thousand thousand voices join

To hail this happy morn,
Which scatters blessings from its wings

On nations yet unborn.

KELLY,

42. C. M. 1. BLEST morning, whose young dawning Beheld our rising God,

[rays That saw him triumph o'er the dust,

And leave his dark abode.
2. In the cold prison of the tomb

The dead Redeemer lay,
Till the revolving skies had brought

The third, th' appointed day.
3. IIell and the grave unite their force

To hold our Lord, in vain ;
The sleeping conqueror aroso,

And burst their feeble chain.
4. To Thy great name, almighty Lord,

These sacred hours we pay,
And loud hosannas shall proclaim

The triumph of the day.
5. Salvation and immortal praise

To our victorious King!
Let heaven and earth, and rocks and scas,
With glad hosannas ring.

WATTS.

MRS. BARBAULD.

41. C. M.
1. And now another week begins,

This day we call the Lord's;
This day He rose, who bore our sins-

For so His word records.
2. Hark, how the angels sweetly sing !-

Their voices fill the sky;
They hail their great victorious King,

And welcome him on high.

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1. How pleased and blessed was I To hear the people cry,'Come, let us seek our God to-day!

PET

Yes, with a cheerful zeal We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay.

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2. Through all the storms that veil the skies, Ye angels round the throne, And frown on earthly things,

And saints that dwell below,
The Sun of Righteousness doth rise,

Adore the Father, love the Son,
With healing on His wings.

Ind bless the Spirit, too.
* May bo sung to Eastport page 10.

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