A-men. Our fellowship is with the Father, and with His Son Jesus Christ.-1 John i. 3. mf 455 OUR heavenly Father calls, 2 And Christ invites us near; With both, our friendship shall be sweet, God pities all my griefs; cr 3 Almighty to protect my soul, f 5 Diffused from my Redeemer's hand, Jesus, my Living Head, I bless Thy faithful care: Mine Advocate before the throne, Here fix, my roving heart; Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on Thee.-Iзa. xxvi. 3. mp 456 PEACE, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin: 2 Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties press'd: 3 Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round: 4 Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away: 5 Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown: cr 6 Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and ours: mf 7 It is enough: earth's struggles soon shall cease, And Jesus call us to heaven's perfect peace. Amen. E. H. BICKERSTETH. He led them on safely, so that they feared not.-Psa. Ixxviii. 53. mp457 I DO not ask, O Lord, that life I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from [me 4 I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst Full radiance here; [shed Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread I do not ask my cross to understand, Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand 6 Joy is like restless day; but peace divine cr Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall Through Peace to Light. [shine Amen. A. A. PROCTER. bane And crowns of glory win, And crowns of glory win. mp 459 WE ask not that our path be mp 4 Thou knowest all our needs, and wilt always bright, But for Thine aid to walk therein aright; Wilt give us strength sufficient to our day, stows, 5 supply; [eye; No veil of darkness hides us from Thine Nor vainly from the depths on Thee we [ter's thrall, call; 3 Teach us, dear Lord, to find the latent 6 If it be ours, like them, to suffer loss, good stood; That sorrow yields when rightly undercr And for the frequent joy that crowns our days, [to raise Help us, with grateful hearts, our hymns "Of thankfulness and praise. Willerby. 84.84.838. E. PROUT, B.A. A-men. Lord, save us; we perish.-Matt. viii. 25. mf4 Faith trembles; but her glance of light Not for the angel forms around, 5 My Saviour, thus I find my rest Beneath Thy wing I have no fear f Strengthened with Thy all-glorious might, Carrow. 84.84.84. MRS. GODWIN. Sir ARTHUR SULLIVAN, Mus. Doc. |