LEAD ME ON. P. M.

C. C. CONVerse.

His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied,

So long as 't is written, "The Lord will provide."

3 When life sinks apace, and death is in view,

The word of his grace shall comfort us through:

side,

bread:

John Newton.

THEODORA. 7s.

Arr. fr. HÄNDEL.

742 "The everlasting arms." EVERLASTING arms of love Are beneath, around, above;

He who left his throne of light,
And unnumbered angels bright;—

2 He who on the accursed tree
Gave his precious life for me;
He it is that bears me on,
His the arm I lean upon.

PLEVEL'S HYMN. 75.

3 All things hasten to decay,
Earth and sea will pass away;
Soon will yonder circling sun
Cease his blazing course to run.

4 Scenes will vary, friends grow strange, But the Changeless cannot change: Gladly will I journey on,

With his arm to lean upon.

John R. Macduff.

IGNACE PLEY EL.

CHILDREN of the heavenly King,
As ye journey, sweetly sing;
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.

2 Ye are traveling home to God
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now,
and ye
Soon their happiness shall see.

3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest!
You on Jesus' throne shall rest;
There your seat is now prepared;
There your kingdom and reward.
4 Fear not, brethren; joyful stand
On the borders of your land;
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
Bids you undismayed go on.

5 Lord, submissive make us go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only thou our Leader be,
And we still will follow thee.

John Cennick.

744 Redeeming Love.

NOW BEGIN the heavenly theme,
Sing aloud in Jesus' name;
Ye who Jesus' kindness prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.

2 Ye who see the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's face,
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless redeeming love.

3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears;
Banish all your guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Canceled by redeeming love.

4 Welcome, all by sin opprest,
Welcome to his sacred rest;
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.

5 Hither, then, your music bring,
Strike aloud each joyful string;
Mortals, join the host above,
Join to praise redeeming love.

John Langford

SEGUR. 8s, 75, 45.

J. P. HOLBROOK.