3 Our hearts are faint with sorrow,
Heavy and hard to bear;
For we dread the bitter morrow,
But we will not despair;
Thou knowest all our anguish,
And Thou wilt bid it cease:
O Lamb of God! who takest
The sin of the world away,

Give us Thy peace.

"Thine eyes shall see the King in His beauty: they shall behold the land that is very far off."Isa. xxxiii. 17.

Rutherford, 473.]

7.6.

[MRS. COUSIN.

339 THE sands of time are sinking,

The dawn of heaven breaks,

The summer morn I've sighed for,
The fair sweet morn awakes:
Dark, dark, hath been the midnight,
But dayspring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth

In Immanuel's land.

2 The King there, in His beauty,
Without a vail is seen,

It were a well-spent journey,
Though seven deaths lay between :
The Lamb, with His fair army,
Doth on Mount Zion stand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

3 O Christ, He is the fountain,

The deep, sweet well of love;
The streams on earth I've tasted,
More deep I'll drink above:
There, to an ocean fulness,
His mercy doth expand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

4 With mercy and with judgment,
My web of time He wove,
And aye the dews of sorrow
Were lustred with His love:
I'll bless the hand that guided,
I'll bless the heart that planned,
When throned where glory dwelleth,
In Immanuel's land.

5 The bride eyes not her garments,
But sees the Bridegroom's face;
I gaze not on the glory,

But on the King of grace;
Not at the crown He giveth,
But on His pierced hand;
The Lamb is all the glory
Of Immanuel's land.

Funeral.

"Some are fallen asleep."-1 Cor. xv. 6.

Requiem, 492.]

340

2

4.6.

SLEEP thy last sleep,

[E. A. DAYMAN.

Free from care and sorrow;

Rest where none weep

Till th' eternal morrow;

Though dark waves roll

O'er the silent river,

Thy fainting soul

Jesus can deliver.

Life's dream is past,

All its sin and sadness,

Brightly at last

Dawns a day of gladness;

Under the sod,

Earth, receive our treasure,

To rest in God,

Waiting all His pleasure.

"All live unto Him." -Luke xx. 38.

Rest, 477.]

L.M. 6 lines.

[J. ELLERTON.

341 GOD of the living, in whose eyes,

Unveiled Thy whole creation lies; All souls are Thine; we must not say That those are dead who pass away; From this our world of flesh set free, We know them living unto Thee.

2 Released from earthly toil and strife, With Thee is hidden still their life;

Thine are their thoughts, their works, their powers,

All Thine, and yet most truly ours;
For well we know, where'er they be,
Our dead are living unto Thee.

3 Not spilt like water on the ground,
Not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound,
Not wand'ring in unknown despair
Beyond Thy voice, Thine arm, Thy care;
Not left to lie like fallen tree;

Not dead, but living unto Thee.

4 Thy word is true, Thy will is just;
To Thee we leave them, Lord, in trust;
And bless Thee for the love which gave
Thy Son to fill a human grave,

That none might fear that world to see,
Where all are living unto Thee.
5 O Breather into man of breath,
O Holder of the keys of death,
O Giver of the life within,

Save us from death, the death of sin;
That body, soul, and spirit be
For ever living unto Thee.

INDEX.

Abide among us with Thy grace
Abide in Him, abide

A few more years shall roll.
Again, as evening's shadow falls
All my heart this night rejoices

All things praise Thee-Lord Most High

And dost Thou fast, and may I feast
Art thou weary, art thou languid

As helpless as a child who clings

As with gladness men of old

HYMN

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At even, ere the sun was set

Awake, awake, O Zion

Bear Thou my burden, Thou who bear'st my 110

Behold the Eternal King and Priest

Behold the Lamb of God!.

Be known to us in breaking bread

Birds have their quiet nest

Bless'd are the pure in heart

Blessed Jesus, at Thy word

Blessed Lord, Thy servants see
Blest be Thy love, dear Lord

Bread of the world, in mercy broken.

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Brightest and best of the sons of the morning

By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored
Calm me, my God, and keep me calm
Captain of our salvation, take
Christian dost thou see them

Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire
Come, kingdom of our God

Come, let us anew Our journey pursue
Come, Lord, and tarry not

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Come, my soul, thou must be waking
Come unto Me, ye weary.

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