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F. A. J. HERVEY.
*When that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.' WHE roseate hues of early dawn,
2 The highest hopes we cherish here, The brightness of the day,
How fast they tire and faint ! The crimson of the sunset sky,
How many a spot defiles the robe d How fast they fade away!
That wraps an earthly saint! mf O for the pearly gates of heaven! mf O for a heart that never sins ! O for the golden floor!
O for a soul washed white ! O for the Sun of Righteousness
O for a voice to praise our King, That setteth nevermore!
Nor weary day or night! !
"O FOR a faith that will not shrink
‘And the apostles said unto the Lord, Increase our faith.' FOR faith that will not shrink mp 2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod, That will not tremble on the brink
But, in the hour of grief or pain, Of poverty or woe,
Can lean upon its God;
When tempests rage without,
In darkness feels no doubt;
Till life's last spark is fled,
Lights up a dying bed !
A - men. mf And then, whate'er may come,
I taste even now the hallowed bliss
They go from strength to strength, every one of them in Zion appeareth before God.'
mf VAVIOUR, blessed Saviour,
Listen while we sing,
Praises to our King;
All we hope to be,