3 There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads us,
By the streams of life along;
On the freshest pastures feeds us,
Turns our sighing into song.

4 Soon we pass this desert dreary,
Soon we bid farewell to pain;
Never more be sad or weary,
Never, never sin again.

33.

"We must through much tribulation enter into the kingdom of God."-Acts, xiv. 22.

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T1

IS my happiness below

Not to live without the cross,
But the Saviour's power to know,
Sanctifying every loss

Trials must and will befall;

But with humble faith to see
Love inscribed upon them all,
This is happiness to me.

2 God in Israel sows the seeds
Of affliction, pain, and toil;
These spring up, and choke the weeds
Which would else o'erspread the soil :
Trials make the promise sweet,

Trials give new life to prayer:

Trials bring me to His feet,
Lay me low, and keep me there.

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34.

"Abide in Him."-1 John, ii. 28.

LING to the Crucified!
His death is life to thee,-
Life for eternity.

His pains thy pardon seal;
His stripes thy bruises heal;
His cross proclaims thy peace,
Bids every sorrow cease.
His blood is all to thee,
It purges thee from sin;
It sets thy spirit free,

It keeps thy conscience clean.
Cling to the Crucified !

2 Cling to the Crucified!
His is a heart of love,
Full as the hearts above;
Its depths of sympathy
Are all awake for thee.
His countenance is light,
Even in the darkest night.
That love shall never change,

That light shall ne'er grow dim ;
Charge thou thy faithless heart
To find its all in Him.

Cling to the Crucified!

35.

"As many as I love I rebuke and chasten."-Rev. iii. 19.

1

FTEN the clouds of deepest woe

So sweet a message bear,

Dark though they seem, 'twere hard to find
A frown of anger there.

2 Kind, loving is the hand that strikes,
However keen the smart,
If sorrow's discipline can chase
One evil from the heart.

3 He was a man of sorrows,-He
Who loved and saved us thus;
And shall the world that frowned on Him,
Wear only smiles for us?

4 No; we must follow in the path
Our Lord and Saviour run;
We must not find a resting-place,
Where He we love had none.

36.

"Them who sleep in Jesus will God bring with Him.”— 1 Thess. iv. 14.

1

HERE in peace his dust is laid,

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Jesus watches o'er his bed;

There in certain hope to lie
Till the trumpet shakes the sky.

2 One more safe;-the race is run!
Bright and brighter was the sun,
Till the shining noon-day glowed
O'er the pilgrim's heavenward road.

3 Yet a few more changing days,
Winter's cold, and sun's bright rays;
Yet a few more flowers to dress
Earth's prolific wilderness;

4 Then round the believer's tomb

Light from Heaven shall cheer the gloom, While the prison-house shall shake ;First the dead in Christ shall wake.

5 Glorious hour! though sons of men
Know not how and know not when,
Lord! 'tis Thine to choose the day,—
Theirs to watch, and wait, and pray.

37.

"To me to live is Christ, and to die is gain."--Phil. i. 21.

1

L

ORD, it belongs not to
Whether I die or live;
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my care

To love and serve Thee is my share,
And this Thy grace must give.
If life be long, I will be glad,
That I may long obey;

If short, yet why should I be sad
To soar to endless day?

2 Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before;

He that unto God's kingdom comes
Must enter by His door.

Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet
Thy blessed face to see;

For if Thy work on earth be sweet,
What will Thy glory be?

3 Then shall I end my sad complaints,
And weary sinful days,

And join with the triumphant saints
That sing Jehovah's praise.

My knowledge of that life is small,
The eye of faith is dim;

But 'tis enough that Christ knows all,
And I shall be with Him.