8 Come, for Thy saints still wait;
Daily ascends their sigh:

8

The Spirit and the Bride say, "Come!"
Dost Thou not hear the cry?

Come, for the corn is ripe,

Put in Thy sickle now,

Reap the great harvest of the earth;

Sower and reaper Thou.

4

Come in Thy glorious might,

Come with the iron rod,

Scattering Thy foes before Thy face,
Most mighty Son of God!

5

Come, and make all things new,

Build up this ruined earth;

6

Restore our faded Paradise,

Creation's second birth.

Come, and begin Thy reign
Of everlasting peace;

Come, take the kingdom to Thyself,
Great King of Righteousness!

"He that trusteth in the Lord, mercy shall compass him about."-Ps. xxxii. 10.

Bozrah, 395.]

11.10.11.6.

[W. H. BURLEIGH.

280 STILL will we trust, though earth seem dark and dreary,

And the heart faint beneath His chastening rod,

Though rough and steep our pathway, worn

and weary

Still will we trust in God.

2 Our eyes see dimly till by faith anointed, And our blind choosing brings us grief and pain;

Through Him alone who hath our way ap

pointed,

We find our peace again.

H

8 Choose for us, God! nor let our weak pre

ferring

Cheat our poor souls of good Thou hast designed: Choose for us, God! Thy wisdom is unerring, And we are fools and blind.

4 Let us press on, in patient self-denial, Accept the hardship, shrink not from the

loss;

Our portion lies beyond the hour of trial,

Our crown beyond the Cross.

"What hast thou that thou didst not receive?" 1 Cor. iv. 7.

Hawthornden, 426.]

281 WE give Thee but Thine own, Whate'er the gift may be:

2

All that we have is Thine alone,
A trust, O Lord, from Thee.

May we Thy bounties thus
As stewards true receive,

And gladly, as Thou blessest us,
To Thee our first-fruits give.

3 Oh! hearts are bruised and dead,
And homes are bare and cold,

And lambs, for whom the Shepherd bled,
Are straying from the fold.

The captive to release,

6

To God the lost to bring,

To teach the way of life and peace,
It is a Christ-like thing.

And we believe Thy Word,

Though dim our faith may be;
Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord,
We do it unto Thee.

Death and the Things Thereafter.

"His days are as a shadow that passeth away."

Bylvester, 445.3

Ps. cxliv. 4.
87.87-8288.

[E. CASWALL

282 DAYS and moments quickly flying, Blend the living with the dead;

Soon will you and I be lying,

Each within his narrow bed.

2 Soon our souls to God, who gave them,
Will have sped their rapid flight;
Able now by grace to save them,
Oh, that while we can we might!

3 Jesu, Infinite Redeemer,

Maker of this mortal frame,
Teach, O teach us to remember

What we are, and whence we came ;
4 Whence we came, and whither wending,
Soon we must through darkness go,
To inherit ife unending,

Or the death of shame and woe.

5 Life passeth soon; death draweth near:
Keep us, good Lord, till Thou appear:
For Thee to live, in Thee to die,
With Thee to reign through eternity.

Amen. "O Death, where is thy sting ?" -1 Cor. xv. 55. Whitchurch, 149.] [G. W. BETHUNE.

283 IT

2

3

S.M.

is not death to die,

To leave this weary road,

And, midst the brotherhood on high,
To be at home with God.

It is not death to close

The eye long dimmed by tears,

And wake in glorious repose

To spend eternal years.

It is not death to bear

The wrench that sets us free

From dungeon-chain, to breathe the air
Of boundless liberty.

4

5

It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust,

And rise on strong exulting wing,
To live among the just.

Jesus, Thou Prince of Life,

Thy chosen cannot die!

Like Thee, they conquer in the strife,
To reign with Thee on high.

"Who hath aboiished death."-2 Tim. i. 10.

Nebo, 484.]

87.87.77.

284 CHRISTIAN, let not death appal thee,

Thine is every mortal's doom.

Nothing evil can befal thee,

When thou liest in the tomb.
Jesus paid thy debt for thee,
Died to set thy spirit free.
Hallelujah! Christian come,
Come to thy Redeemer's home.
2 Let thy friends around thee weeping,
See thee smile at mortal pain,
Death is only sweetly sleeping,
Lying down to rise again.
While for thee thy kindred sigh,
Tell them it is bliss to die.
Hallelujah! spirit come,

Come to thy Redeemer's home.

3 Death hath touched thee with his finger,
Chilled thy heart and dimmed thy sight;
Spirit come, no longer linger,

Spread thy wings and speed thy flight;
Now we leave the vale of tears,

Earth recedes, and heaven appears.

Hallelujah! raise thy voice,

See thy Saviour, now rejoice.

"Behold the Bridegroom cometh."-Matt. xxv. 6.

Advent, 485.]

4.6.6.4.6.4.6.4.

E Bridegroom comes!

285 THE

Bride of the Lamb, awake!
The midnight cry is heard;
Thy sleep forsake.

[H. BONAE.

2

The marriage day has come;
Lift up thy head,

Put on thy bridal robe,

The feast is spread.

Shake off earth's dust,
And wash thy weary feet;
Arise, make haste, go forth,
The Bridegroom greet.
Sing the new song,

Thy triumph has begun;

Thy tears are washed away,
Thy night is done.

Amen.

"The Lord Himself shall descend from heaven with a shout."-1 Thess. iv. 16.

Ophel, 447.]

11.11.

[DEAN MILMAN.

286 THE chariot! the chariot! its wheels

roll on fire,

As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire;

Self-moving it drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burthen of Godhead are bowed.

2 The glory! the glory! by myriads are poured, The hosts of the angels to wait on their Lord; And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there,

And all who the palm-wreath of victory wear. 3 The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard:

Lo, the depths of the stone-covered charnels are stirred!

From the sea, from the land, from the south and the north,

The vast generations of man are come forth. 4 The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set,

Where the Lamb and the white-vested elders are met!

All flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, And the doom of eternity hangs on His word.