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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
Taught by the discipline of prayerful days :
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
In every tent was found,
Where angels watched around.
Was on each threshold seen ;
The family within.
Believers in the Lord,
The promise of His Word !
God's mercy for the lost !
At what a boundless cost !
The Paschal Lamb thus slain
Might never plead in vain !
Repeats our childhood's prayers,
SEEK HIS MERCY WHILE YOU MAY.
OH, to some lost Soul to say,
Spirit, seek thy God to-day!
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
The poor and the needy, delivered, shall love
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