1 Egolden lamps of heaven, farewell,
With all your feeble light;
Farewell, thou ever-changing moon,
Pale empress of the night.

2 And thou, refulgent orb of day,
In brighter frames array'd;
My soul, that springs beyond thy
No more demands thy aid. [sphere;

S Ye stars are but the shining dust
Of my divine abode;

The pavement of those heavenly courts,
Where I shall see my God.

4 The Father of eternal light

Shail there his beams display;

3 This languishing head is at rest,
Its thinking and aching are o'er;
This quiet immoveable breast,
Is heav'd by affiction no more.
This heart is no longer the seat
Of trouble and torturing pain;
It ceases to flutter and beat-
It never shall flutter again.

4 The lids he so seldom could close,
By sorrow forbidden to sleep,
Sealed up in eternal repose,
Have strangely forgotten to weep.
The fountains can yield no suppres,
These hollows from water are free;
The tears are all wip'd from these eye
And evil they never shall see.

5 To mourn and to suffer is mine,
While bound in a prison I breathe;
And still for deliverance pine,
And press to the issues of death.
What now with my tears 1 bedew,
Oh, shall I not erelong become,
My spirit created anew—'
My body consign'd to the tomb!
DISMISSION.

HYMN 230. L. M. WATTS.

A Funeral Hymn.

YNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb,

HYMN 232. C. M. BYLES.

The Last Tempest.

1 WHEN wild confusion wrecks the air,.

And tempests rend the skies; Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire In harsh disorder rise;

2 Safe in my Saviour's love I'll stand,
And strike a tuneful song;
My harp all trembling in my hand,
And all inspir'd my tongue.

3 I'll shout aloud, "Ye thunders roll, And shake the sullen sky;

"Your sounding voice, from pole to pole, "In angry murmurs try.

4 "Let the earth totter on her base, "And clouds the heavens deform; "Blow, all ye winds, from every place, "And rush the final storm!"

-5 Come quickly, blessed HOPE, appearBid thy swift chariot fly;

Let angels tell thy coming near,
And snatch me to the sky.

6 Around thy wheels, in the glad throng, I'd bear a joyful part;

All hallelujah on my tongue

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All rapture in my heart. ARENDEZ,

How the suramons

Will the sinner's heart confound!

e 4 Horrours past imagination,

Will surprise your tremb'ling heart, When you hear your condemnation, "Hence, acoursed wretch, depart! "Thou with Satan

"And his angels, have thy part!!

--5 But to those who have confessed,

Lov'd, and serv'd the Lord below; He will say "Come near, ye blessed— "See the kingdom I bestow: "You forever

"Shall my love and glory know."

6 Under sorrows and reproaches,
May this thought our courage raise:
Swiftly God's great day approaches-
Sighs shall then be chang'd to praise:
We shall triumph-

When the world is in a blaze!
HELMSLEY.

HYMN 235. C. M. PATRICK.

TE DEUM.

A General Hymn of Praise.

'Font, we praise thee, and confess,
That thou the only Lord
And everlasting Father art,
By all on earth ador'd.

2 To thee all angels cry aloud,
To thee the powers on high,
Both cherubim, and seraphim,
Continually do cry,-

3 "Holy, holy, holy Lord,

Whom heavenly hosts obey;
The world is with the glory fill'd
Of thy majestick sway.'

4 The apostle's glorious company,
And prophets crown'd with light,
With all the martyrs noble host,
Thy constant praise recite.

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10s.

NO Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest, Eternal praise, and worship be address'd;

From age to age, ye saints, his name

adore,

And spread his fame, till time shall be

no more.

Blest are the souls that hear and know 89
Blest are the undefil'd in heart
Blest is the man, for ever blest

119

H.

32

72

155

48

80

Blest is the man whose bowels move Blest is the man who shuns the place Blest is the nation where the Lord

124

112

144

146

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102

HAD not the Lord, may Israel say
Happy is he that fears the Lord
Happy the city where their sons
Happy the man whose hopes rely
Happy the man whose cautious feet
Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face
Hear what the Lord in vision said
He lives! the everlasting God
Help Lord, for men of virtue fail
He reigns: the Lord the Saviour reigns 97
He who hath made his refuge God
High in the heav'ns, eternal God
How awful is thy chast'uing rod
How did my heart rejoice to hear

63

How pleasant, how divinely fair

99

How pleasant 'tis to see

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How pleas' and blest was I

91

36

77

122

13

19

How shall the young secure their hearts 119

I

JEHOVAH reigns: he dwells in light 93

Firm and unmov'd are they

125

Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne

110

Firm was my health, my day was bright
Fools in their hearts believe and say
For ever blessed be the Lord
For ever shall my song record
From age to age exalt his name
From all that dwell below the skies 117
From deep distress and troubled tho'ts 130

Let Zion in her King rejoice
Let Ziop and her sons rejoice
Long as I live I'll bless thy name
Lord, hast thou cast the nation off
Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin
Lord, I esteem thy judgments right
Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults
Lord, I have made thy word my choice 119
Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
Lord, I will bless thee all my days
Lord of the worlds above

119

90

5

34

84

92

Lord, thou hast call'd thy grace to mind 85
Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry 118
Lord, thou hast search'd and seen, &c. 139
Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere 18
Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray
Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand
Lord, we have heard thy works of old 44
Lord, what a feeble piece
Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I
Lord, what is man, poor feeble man
Lord, what was man when made at first 8
Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er 139
Lord, when thou didst ascend on high 68
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord

Lo! what a glorious corner stone
Lo! what an entertaining view

M.

MAKER and sovereign Lord Mercy and judgment are my song

Mine eyes and my desire

90

73

144

148

118

133

56

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O, ALL yë nations, praise the Lord 117 O blessed souls are they

O for a shout of sacred joy

O God of grace and righteousness
O God of mercy hear my call
On God, the race of man depends
O happy man whose soul is fill'd
O happy nation, where the Lord
O how I love thy holy law

O Lord, how many are my foes
O Lord, our heav'nly King

103

101

that the Lord would guide my ways (19 O that thy statutes ev'ry hour

119

56

90

thou who hear'st when sinners cry 51 O thou whose grace and justice reign 125 O thou whose justice reigns on high Our God, our help in ages past Out of the deeps of long distress O were I like a feather'd dove O what a stiff rebellious house

P.

136

55

78

2

101

Return, O God of love, return