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And what we make of him he makes for us ;

A flame of fire, an angel, or a friend, An offered friend betrayed! What can be worse Than what was given for blessing turned to curse? Saviour Divine ! be with us and prevent Th' abuse of graces for our glory meant; Careless or prayerful, months and years make

haste, Since God that gives requireth all the past, And added moments sum the account at last.

But thou, dear friend, hast learned a brighter

strain,-
The song of faith and penitential praise,

Taught by the discipline of prayerful days :
The farewell hours, that never come again,
Yet live forever in the glad refrain
Of that sweet story told, Behold, he prays !

By Love Divine, to Wisdom's pleasant ways, The wandering sheep brought back to Christ's

dear fold, With all the lost ones in His book enrolled : There may the record of our names be found, With Eve's and Adam's in Emmanuel's ground.

CHRIST'S BLOOD UPON THE HEBREW

TENTS.
A LIVING Temple thus

In every tent was found,
The dwelling-place of God's own love,

Where angels watched around.
The cleansing Blood that saves

Was on each threshold seen ;
That Death's dark angel might pass by

The family within.
And children to their sons,

Believers in the Lord,
Should to their latest race secure

The promise of His Word !
O Type of Love Divine !

God's mercy for the lost !
Eternity alone can prove,

At what a boundless cost !
O bliss beyond all thought !

The Paschal Lamb thus slain
To intercede for us, that we

Might never plead in vain !
The Son of God in Heaven

Repeats our childhood's prayers,
That, by the Father's Grace, we all
Might be with Him Co-HEIRS !

SEEK HIS MERCY WHILE YOU MAY.

OH, to some lost Soul to say,

Spirit, seek thy God to-day!
In the name of Jesus pray,
Seek His mercy while you may!
Till you seek and find His love,
Every blessing thrown away,
Darkening your horizon round,
Till in Jesus you are found.
Now begin the work of Love
Offered to you from above,
From the Cross upon you thrown-
The Cross itself a living Crown;
Love, that you may make your own
To eternal ages known,
Simply by the rude beginner,
Jesus died for me, a sinner!
If for me, as well for you!
Take the song and make it true;
Then prove it in another's Soul,
Thee the Saviour maketh whole !
By the melody of grace,
By the power of endless praise,
By the example of your faith,
Though it were your dying breath,-
You, the dying, rude beginner,
Jesus died for me, a sinner!

KING OF NATIONS, KING OF SAINTS. BEHOLD, all ye peoples, the King in His

beauty; Arise from your madness, your fever, your

gloom! Pour forth, in the name of the Saviour of Sinners, The song of all nations raised up from the

tomb! All kingdoms shall praise Him, all races adore

Him, From the Sun's morning throne to his seat in

the West ;The incense of Prayer never failing before Him,

The songs of Eternity calling Him blest. Forever and ever all souls shall adore Him :

Forever and ever the Crown shall remain, By all the Redeemed, with divine adoration, Laid on the dear head of the Lamb that was

slain.

The poor and the needy, delivered, shall love

Him;
The Righteous shall flourish, like Palms of the

earth; With riches and peace, as an ocean, all nations.

Shall bring to His worship their treasures of

worth. The handful of corn shall shake as the mountains,

Where forests of cedar by tempests are stirred, A blessing shall rest on the rivers and fountains, And the deserts shall bloom as the flowers of

the Lord. O Joy of the World, the Desire of all Nations!

Appear on Thy throne as the Ancient of Days! Come now in Thy Love to the Soul's Living

Temple,
The Lord of all Majesty, Glory, and Praise !

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