1. WHERE Babylon's broad rivers roll, In exile we sat down to weep, For thoughts of Zion o'er our soul - Came, like departed joys, in sleep, Whose forms to sad remembrance rise, Though fled for ever from our eyes. 2. Our harps upon the willows hung,

Where, worn with toil, our limbs reclined;

The chords, untuned, and trembling, rung With mournful music on the wind, While foes, insulting o'er our wrongs, Cried,-"Sing us one of Zion's songs." 3. How can we sing the songs we love, Far from our own delightful land?If I prefer thee not above

My chiefest joy, may this right hand, Jerusalem!-forget its skill,

My tongue be dumb, my pulse be still. 547.

Strength equal to the Day.

1. WHEN adverse winds and waves arise, And in my heart despondence sighs; When life her throng of cares reveals, And weakness o'er my spirit steals, Grateful I hear the kind decree, That "as my day, my strength shall be.' 2. When, with sad footsteps, memory roves 'Mid smitten joys and buried loves,

When sleep my tearful pillow flies, And dewy morning drinks my sighs, Still to thy promise, Lord! I flee, That as

my day, my strength shall be." 3. One trial more must yet be past, One pang-the keenest and the last; And when, with brow convulsed and pale, My feeble, quivering heart-strings fail, Redeemer! grant my soul to see That "as her day, her strength shall be."

548. The Christian's Shepherd.
1. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.
2. When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads,
My weary, wandering steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscapes flow.
3. Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dismal shade.

WARE. L. M.*

KINGSLEY.

549. The Presence of the Saviour.

1. LORD! what a heaven of saving grace
Shines through the beauties of thy face,
And lights our passions to a flame!
Lord! how we love thy charming name.
2. When I can say,-my God is mine,—
When I can feel thy glories shine,
I tread the world beneath my feet,
And all that earth calls good or great.
3. While such a scene of sacred joys

Our raptured eyes and souls employs,
Here we could sit and gaze away
A long, and everlasting day.

4. Well, we shall quickly pass the night,
To the fair coasts of perfect light;
Then shall our joyful senses rove
O'er the dear object of our love.

5. Send comforts down from thy right hand, While we pass through this barren land, And in thy temple let us see

A glimpse of love-a glimpse of thee.

3. Lord! we accept, with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart; We come, with trembling; yet rejoice, And bless the kind, inviting voice.

4. Dear Saviour! let thy powerful love

Confirm our faith,-our fears remove;
Oh! sweetly reign in every breast,
And guide us to eternal rest.

551.

Missionaries encouraged.

1. YE Christian heralds, go, proclaim
Salvation in Immanuel's name;
To distant climes the tidings bear,
And plant the rose of Sharon there.

2. He'll shield you with a wall of fire,
With holy zeal your hearts inspire,
Bid raging winds their fury cease,
And hush the tempest into peace.

3. And when our labors all are o'er,
Then shall we meet to part no more→
Meet, with the blood-bought throng to
fall,

And crown the Saviour Lord of all.

Doxology.

To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven.

2. Was it for crimes that I had done,
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity!-grace unknown!-
And love beyond degree!

3. Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in,

When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
For man the creatures's sin.

4. Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears.

5. But floods of tears can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe; Here, Lord! I give myself away;— "Tis all that I can do.

553. Repentance and Faith in Christ.

1. O Gon of mercy! hear my call,

My load of guilt remove;
Break down this separating wall,
That bars me from thy love.

2. Give me the presence of thy grace;
Then my rejoicing tongue
Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,
And make thy praise my song.

3. No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, For sin could e'er atone:

The death of Christ shall still remain
Sufficient and alone.

4. A soul, oppressed with sin's desert,
My God will ne'er despise;
An humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our best sacrifice.

554. 1. ALAS! what hourly dangers rise, What snares beset my way! To heaven, Oh! let me lift mine eyes, And, hourly, watch and pray.

Watchfulness and Prayer.

2. How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears!

I strive against my foes in vain,-
I sink amid my fears.

3. O Lord! increase my faith and hope,
When foes and fears prevail;
And bear my fainting spirit up,
Or soon my strength will fail.

4. Oh! keep me in thy heavenly way,
And bid the tempter flee;
And never, never let me stray
From happiness and thee.

555. God, the Help of the Saints.
1. O GOD! our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home,-

2. Beneath the shadow of thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,

And our defense is sure.

3. Before the hills in order stood,

Or earth received her frame;
From everlasting thou art God,-
To endless years the same.

4. Thy word commands our flesh to dust"Return, ye sons of men !"

All nations rose from earth at first,
And turn to earth again.

5. O God! our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,

Be thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home.

3. No-let me rather freely yield
What most I prize, to thee;
Thou never hast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me.

4. Thy favor, all my journey through,
Shall be my rich supply;
What more I want, or think I do,
Let wisdom still deny.

558. God, our Portion, here and hereafter

1. GOD! my supporter and my hope,
My help for ever near,
Thine arm of mercy held me up,
When sinking in despair.

2. Thy counsels, Lord! shall guide my feet
Through this dark wilderness:
Thy hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.

3. Were I in heaven without my God,
"T would be no joy to me;
And, while this earth is my abode,
I long for none but thee.

4. What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint? God is my soul's eternal rock,

The strength of every saint.

5. But to draw near to thee, my God!
Shall be my sweet employ;

My tongue shall sound thy works abroad,
And tell the world my joy.

WIRTH. C. M.

W. B. BRADBURY.

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A vow we dare not break

560.

The Pledge of Fidelity.

1. YE men and angels, witness now-
Before the Lord we speak ;

To Him we make our solemn vow-
A vow we dare not break-

2. That, long as life itself shall last,
Ourselves to Christ we yield;
Nor from his cause will we depart,
Or ever quit the field.

3. We trust not in our native strength,
But on his grace rely;

May he, with our returning wants
All needful grace supply.

4. O, guide our doubtful feet aright,
And keep us in thy ways;
And while we turn our vows to prayers,
Turn thou our prayers to praise.

3. The joy of all who dwell above,
The joy of all below,

To whom he manifests his love,
And grants his name to know.

4. To them the cross, with all its shame,
With all its grace, is given;
Their name, an everlasting name,
Their joy, the joy of heaven.

5. They suffer with their Lord below,
They reign with him above;
Their profit and their joy to know
The mystery of his love.

6. The cross he bore is life and health,
Though shame and death to him;
His people's hope, his people's wealth,
Their cverlasting theme.

562. The End of the Righteous and the Wicked.

1. BLEST is the man, who shuns the place
Where sinners love to meet;
Who fears to tread their wicked ways,
And hates the scoffer's seat:

2. But in the statutes of the Lord
Has placed his chief delight;
By day he reads or hears the word,
And meditates by night.