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DUNSTAN. L. M.

Arranged from MADAN.

1. "Let there be light:"-thus spake the Word; The Word was God; "and there was light"

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959. L. M.

1. "LET there be light," thus spake the Word, The Word was God, "and there was light:"

Still the creative Voice is heard:

A day is born from every night. 2. And every night shall turn to day, While months, and years, and ages roll; But we have run a brighter ray,

Down on the chaos of the soul.

3. Nor we alone; its wakening smiles

Have broke the gloom of pagan sleep; The Word hath reached the utmost isles,God's Spirit moves upon the deep.

4. Already, from the dust of death,

Man in his Maker's image stands,
Once more inhales immortal breath,

And stretches forth to heaven his hands.
MONTGOMERY.

960. L. M. Double.

1. DEPART awhile, each thought of care,
Be earthly things forgotten all,
And speak, my soul, thy grateful prayer,
Obedient to the sacred call.
For hark! the pealing chorus swells;
Devotion chants the hymn of praise,
And now of joy and hope it tells,
Till, fainting on the car, it says,-
Glory to Thee, to Thee, O Lord!
2. Thine, wondrous Babe of Galilee!

Fond theme of David's harp and song,
Thine are the notes of minstrelsy,
To Thee its ransomed chords belong.

And hark! again the chorus swells, The song is wafted on the breeze, And to the listening earth it tells, In accents soft and sweet as these,Glory to Thee, to Thee, O Lord! 3. My heart doth feel that still He's near, To meet the soul in hours like this; Else, why, O why, that falling tear, When all is peace, and love, and bliss? But hark! that Bethlehem chorus swells Anew its thrilling vesper strain; And still of joy and hope it tells, And bids creation sing again,Glory to Thee, to Thee, O Lord!

961. L. M.

LYRA CATIL

1. GREAT God, whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to Thy Son, Extend His power, exalt His throne. 2. Thy scepter well becomes His hands, All heaven submits to His commands; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 3. With power He vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust; His worship and His fear shall last, Till hours, and years, and time be past. 4. The heathen lands that lie beneath

The shades of overspreading death, Revive at His first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 5. The saints shall flourish in His days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise; Peace, like a river from His throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown.

ANTIGUA. L. M.

1. "Go, preach my gospel,” saith the Lord, “Bid the whole earth my grace re-ceive: d d

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He shall be saved that trusts my word; And he condemned that won't be-lieve.

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2. "I'll make your great commission known,
And ye shall prove My gospel true,
By all the works that I have done,
By all the wonders ye shall do.

3. "Teach all the nations My commands;
I'm with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted in My hands;
I can destroy, and I defend."

4. He spake, and light shone round His head,
On a bright cloud to heaven He rode;
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.

963. L. M.

WATTS.

1. GREAT Ruler of the earth and skies,
A word of Thine almighty breath
Can sink the world, or bid it rise:
Thy smile is life, Thy frown is death.

2. When angry nations rush to arms,

And rage, and noise, and tumult reign; And war resounds its dire alarms,

And slaughter spreads the hostile plain;

3. Thy Sovereign eye looks calmly down,

And marks their course, and bounds their power;

Thy word the angry nations own,

And noise and war are heard no more.

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1. O WHAT stupendous mercy shines
Around the majesty of Heaven!
Rebels He deigns to call His sons-
Their souls renewed, their sins forgiven.

2. Go, imitate the grace divine

The grace that blazes likes a sun; Hold forth your fair, though feeble light, Through all your lives let mercy run.

3. Upon your bounty's willing wings
Swift let the great salvation fly;
The hungry feed, the naked clothe;
To pain and sickness help apply.
4. Pity the weeping widow's woe,

And be her counsellor and stay;
Adopt the fatherless, and smooth
To useful, happy life, his way.

5. When all is done, renounce your deeds, Renounce self-righteousness with scorn: Thus will you glorify your God,

And thus the Christian name adorn.

RIPPON.

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MEDINA. C. M.*

Psalmodist.

City of the Lord! begin The u-ni-ver-sal song: And let the scattered vil-lages The

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1. THY way is in the deep, O Lord!
E'en there we'll go with Thee;
We'll meet the tempest at Thy word,
And walk upon the sea!

2. Poor tremblers at His rougher wind,
Why do we doubt Him so?—
Who gives the storm a path, will find
The way our feet shall go.

3. A moment may His hand be lost,-
Drear moment of delay!—
We cry, "Lord help the tempest-tost,"-
And safe we're borne away.

4. The Lord yields nothing to our fears, And flies from selfish care;

But comes Himself, where'er He hears
The voice of loving prayer.

970. C. M.

1. God's glory is a wondrous thing,
Most strange in all its ways,

And, of all things on earth, least like
What men agree to praise.

2. O blessed is he to whom is given
The instinct that can tell

That God is on the field, when He
Is most invisible!

3. Workman of God! O lose not heart,
But learn what God is like;
And in the darkest battle-field

Thou shalt know where to strike. 4. And blessed is he who can divine Where real right doth lie,

And dares to take the side that seems
Wrong to man's blindfold eye!

5. O learn to scorn the praise of men!
O learn to lose with God!
For Jesus won the world through shame
And beckons thee His road.

971. C. M.

LYRA CATH

1. OPPRESSION shall not always reign,
There comes a brighter day,
When freedom, burst from every chain,
Shall have triumphant sway.

2. Then right shall over might prevail,
And truth, full armed in mail,
The hosts of tyrant wrong assail,
And hold eternal sway.

3. What voice shall bid the progress stay
Of truth's victorious car?

What arm arrest the growing day,
Or quench the solar star?

4. What soul shall dare, tho' stout and strong,
Restore the ancient wrong;
Oppression's guilty night prolong,
And freedom's morning bar?

5. The hour of triumph comes apace,
The fated, promised hour,
When earth upon a ransomed race
Her bounteous gifts shall shower.

6. Ring, Liberty, thy glorious bell,
On high thy banner swell,
Let trump on trump the triumph swell,
Of Heaven's redeeming power.

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Watchman tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are.

CH. BEECHER.

Traveler! on yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star! Watchman! does its beauteous ray

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Aught of hope or joy foretell? Traveler! yes; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel.

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1. WATCHMAN! tell us of the night,
What its signs of promise are.-
Traveler! o'er yon mountain's height,
See that glory-beaming star!
Watchman! does its beauteous ray
Aught of joy or hope foretell?—
Traveler! yes; it brings the day-
Promised day of Israel.

2. Watchman! tell us of the night,
Higher yet that star ascends.-
Traveler! blessedness and light,
Peace and truth, its course portends!-
Watchman! will its beams alone

Gild the spot that gave them birth?
Traveler! ages are its own,

See, it bursts o'er all the earth.

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O that all might catch the flame, All partake the glorious bliss! 3. When He first the work begun, Small and feeble was His day: Now the word doth swiftly run;

Now it wins its widening way.

4. More and more it spreads and grows,
Ever mighty to prevail;
Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows-
Shakes the trembling gates of hell.

5. Saw ye not the cloud arise,

Little as a human hand?
Now it spreads along the skies-
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land.

6. Lo! the promise of a shower
Drops already from above;
But the Lord will shortly pour
All the Spirit of His love.

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C. WESLEY.

1. WAKE the song of jubilee, Let it echo o'er the sea! Now hath come the promised hour; Jesus reigns with sovereign power. 2. All ye nations! join and sing"Christ, of lords and kings, is King!" Let it sound from shore to shore,— "Jesus reigns for evermore!"

3. Now the desert lands rejoice, And the islands join their voice; Yea, the whole creation sings"Jesus is the King of kings!"

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