TRANGERS and pilgrims here below, This earth, we know, is not our place; But hasten through the vale of woe,

And, restless to behold thy face, Swift to our heavenly country move, Our everlasting home above.

C. WESLEY.

MY Saviour lives, he ever lives,

A sinner his great love receives;

He is near me now, my strength, my stay, Till I reach the home of the narrow way.

IS the only way to the home on high,
Shall we not venture with Jesus by?

He is ever near, our feet to stay,
As we journey home in the narrow way.

FEW short years of evil past
We reach the happy shore,

Where death-divided friends at last

Shall meet to part no more.

HE IN WHOM OUR FAITH RESTS IS OUR OWN

RECONCILED FATHER IN CHRIST JESUS.

ORD, give us such a faith as this,
And then, whate'er may come,

We'll taste ere long the hallowed bliss,
Of an eternal home.

JOYFUL words! We meet again!
YFUL

IFE, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word.

E shall meet again.

WAS grace that called our souls at first,
By grace thus far we're come;

And grace will help us through the worst,
And lead us safely home.

N

OT lost to memory! not lost to love!

But gone to our Father's house above.

HAVE a home above,
From sin and sorrow free;
A mansion which eternal love
Designed and formed for me.
The Saviour's precious blood
Has made my title sure;

He passed thro' death's dark flood
To make my rest secure.

OLD in the dust the perished heart may lie,
But that which warmed it once shall never die.

CAMPBELL.

MY days are extinguished and gone,

My time as a shadow is fled;
And gladly I lay myself down,

To rest with the peaceable dead;

The dead ever-living attend,

Whose dust is all safe in the tomb,

And many a glorified friend

Is ready to welcome me home.

C. WESLEY.

E shall not sleep, but shall all arise for judgment: with an instantaneous frame of being,

dust shall look on God and live.

E only leave a world of pain,
And part to meet in heaven again.

E that believeth on the Son hath everlasting

life.

JOHN iii. 36.

RIENDS, I sorrow not to leave ye;

If this life an exile be,

We who leave it do but journey

Homeward to our family.

FROM THE SPANISH.

OUL of the just! companion of the dead! Where is thy home? and whither art thou fled?

MY God, within thy hand

My helpless soul I trust!
Thy love shall ever stand-
Thy promise must!

YE hath not seen, nor hath ear heard,
Nor to man's heart hath come,
What, for those loving thee in truth,

Thou hast in love's own home.

L

B

B

ECAUSE I live, ye shall live also.

JOHN xiv. 19.

E thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee

a crown of life.

REV. ii. 10.

HE Saviour lives, no more to die,
He lives the Lord enthroned on high;
He lives triumphant o'er the grave,

He lives eternally to save.

HEY shall be mine, saith the Lord, in the day when I make up my jewels.

EXPRESSING SUBMISSION TO THE

OF GOD.

WILL OF

UBMISSION to the will of God,

Let each sad bosom feel;

The stroke is from a Father's rod,

Who only wounds to heal.