Thy love, my Saviour, ne'er can cloy,
Fountain of bliss, and source of joy!

4 0, let me ever share thy grace,
Still taste thy love, and view thy face!
Still let my tongue resound thy name,
And Jesus be my constant theme.

5 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare !
How sweet thy entertainments are!
Never did angels taste above
Redeeming grace and dying love!

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JE

HYMN 168. L. M.

ESUS, my all, to heaven is
gone,
He, whom I fix my hopes upon!
His track I see, and I'll pursue,
The narrow way, till him. I view.

2 The way the holy prophets went;
The road that leads from banishment;
The King's highway of holiness
I'll go; for all his paths are peace.

3 This is the way I long have sought,
And mourned because I found it not;
My grief and burden long have been,
Because I could not cease from sin.

4 The more I strove against its power,
'I sinned and stumbled but the more,
Till late I heard my Saviour say,
"Come hither, soul, I am the way."

5 Lo! glad I come, and thou blest Lamb,
Shall take me to thee as I am;
My sinful self to thee I give;
Nothing but love shall I receive.

6 Then will I tell to sinners round
What a dear Saviour I have found;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And say, "Behold the Lamb of God."

HYMN 169. P. M.

Will you go.

1 WE'RE travelling home to heaven above;

Will you go?

To sing the Saviour's dying love;

Will you go?

Millions have reach'd that blessed shore;
Their trials and labors all are o'er,

But still there's room for millions more:

o?

Will you go!

2 We're going to walk the plains of light:

Will you go?

Far, far from death, and curse, and night!

Will you go?

The crown of life we then shall wear,
The conqueror's palm we then shall bear,
And all the joys of heaven share:

Will you go?

3 We're going to see the bleeding Lamb;

Will you go?

With joyful songs to praise his name;
Will you go ?

Our sun will then no more go down,
Our moon no more will be withdrawn,
Our days of mourning past and gone:
Will you go

?

4 The way to heaven is straight and plain;

Will

you go?
Repent, believe, be born again;
Will you go?

The Saviour cries aloud to thee,
"Take up thy cross and follow me,"
And thou shalt my salvation see:
Will you go?

5 O could I hear some sinner say,

"I will go:"
O could I hear him humbly pray,
"Make me go."
And all his old companions tell,
'I will not go with you to hell,
I long with Jesus Christ to dwell:
Let me go."

HYMN 170. 4 lines 11's.

Send forth the Bible.

H send forth the Bible more precious than gold; Let no one presume the best gift to withhold; It speaks to all nations in language so plain, That he who will read it, true wisdom may gain.

2 It points us to heaven where the righteous will go; It warns us to shun the dark regions of woe;

It shows us the evil and danger of sin,
It
opens a fountain for cleansing within.

3 It tells us of One who is mighty to save,
Who died on the cross, and arose from the grave;
Who dwelleth on high, in that holy abode,
Interceding for man, with a pardoning God.

4 It tells us that all will awake from the tomb;
Bids sinners reflect on a judgment to come;
It tells us that mansions of bliss are prepared,
The hope of believers their glorious reward.

5 Oh who would neglect such a volume as this, That warns us from danger, invites us to bliss! Send forth the blest Bible, earth's regions around, Where ever the footsteps of man shall be found.

HYMN 171. C. M.

Prayer for a Blessing.

1 FATHER, it is from thy kind hand

That all our blessings flow;

Mercy comes down at thy command

To smile an all below.

2 Love brought the Saviour from the sky
To dwell with man below,
And meekly bear on Calvary

The weight of human woe,

3 Father, through Him thy grace impart,
Our school with favor own;

Make holy every youthful heart.
To live to thee alone,

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4 Bless the instruction we receive.
Be with us day by day,

That, taught thy doctrine to believe,
We may through love obey.

HA

HYMN 172. 8. 7. 4.

Missionary.

TARK! a voice from India stealing-
Children's voices we discern:

Voices sweet and full of feeling,

Such as come from hearts that burn:
Come and teach us;

We are young, and we can learn.

2 From our idols, scorned and hated—
Wooden gods that we could burn-
Unto Him whose word created
Heayen and earth, we fain would turn:
Come and teach us;
We are young, and we can learn.

3 We have heard of One who never
Little children's prayers doth spurn:
Guide us to His feet, and ever
Heartfelt thanks will we return:
Come and teach us;
We are young, and we can learn.

HYMN 173. Tune Lenox.

Invitation.

1 COME, little children, come, Why will you stay away,