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Health triumphs in immortal bloom,

And purest pleasure reigns. 3 No strife nor envy there

The sons of peace molest;
But harmony and love sincere

Fill every happy breast.
4 No cloud those regions know,

Forever bright and fair;
For sin, the source of mortal wo,

Can never enter there. 5 O may this prospect fire

Our hearts with ardent love,
And lively faith and strong desire

Bear every thought above.

HYMN 461. L. P. M. [#]

Source of Consolation. 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, And, when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last,

Or immortality endures.
2 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God; he made the sky,

And earth, and seas, with all their train ;
His truth forever stands secure :
He saves the wretched, feeds the poor,

And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind;

The Lord supports the fainting mind;

He sends the labouring conscience peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And, when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last,

Or immortality endures.

HYMN 462. C. M. [#]

Prospect of the Christian.
1 HAPPY the man, whose wishes climb

To mansions in the skies !
He looks on all the joys of time

With undesiring eyes.
2 He knows that all these fleeting things

Must yield to sure decay;
And sees, on time's extended wings,

How swift they pass away.
3 To things unseen by mortal eyes,

A beam of sacred light
Directs his view; his prospects rise

All permanent and bright.
4 His hopes, still fixed on joys to come,

Those blissful scenes on high,
Shall flourish in immortal bloom,

When time and nature die.

HYMN 463. C. M. [# or b]

The Christian's Farewell.
1 Ye golden 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 flames arrayed;
My soul, which springs beyond thy sphere,

No more demands thine aid. 3 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

Shall there his beams display ;
Nor shall one moment's darkness mix

With that unclouded day.
5 No more the drops of piercing grief

Shall swell into mine eyes ;
No more the noon-day sun decline

Amid those brighter skies.
6 There all the millions of his saints

Shall in one song unite;
And each the bliss of all shall share

With infinite delight.

HYMN 464. L. M. [#]

Peace to the troubled Spirit. 1 SEE, from the ark, the mystic dove On flying pinions takes her way,

Through distant regions prone to move,

And view the wonders of the day. 2 Lo, she returns, and seeks her rest,

And brings the olive-branch of peace; Thus are the cheerless mourners blest,

The tidings all their hopes increase. 3 Thus does the spirit's witness show

A source of love, a fount of grace;
A Saviour's goodness makes us know,

And points to God, our Righteousness. 4 Celestial messenger of joy,

Speed on thy way to this sad heart; Bring with thee peace without alloy, And never from


soul depart.

HYMN 465. H. M. [#]

Sun of Heaven.
1 In yon blest world above,

Where angel-hosts reside,
The Sun of truth and love

Is never known to hide :
Its sacred heat forever glows;
Divinely sweet to all it flows.
2 Its all-attracting light

Forever flows the same;
No darkness there, or night,

No clouds, obscure the flame:
One endless day will constant shine,
And every ray is light divine.
3 O, could we see this light,

And feel its heavenly heat,

Joyful we'd take our flight

To some celestial seat;
With angels sit, and sing away,
At Jesus' feet, an endless day.


HYMN 466. L. M. [6]

The Lord's Supper. 1 'Twas on that dark, eventful night,

When all the powers of earth arose Against the Son of God's delight,

And friends betrayed him to his foes; 2 Before the mournful scene began,

He took the bread, and blessed, and brake; What love through all his actions ran!

What wondrous words of grace he spake! 3 In memory of your dying Lord, ,

Do this, he said, till time shall end ;
Meet at my table, and record

The love of your departed Friend. 4 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate;

We show thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we shall eat

The marriage-supper of the Lamb.

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