442 1 443 1 P.M. "Quit you like men! be strong." STAND up! stand up for Jesus! 2 Stand up! stand up for Jesus! Ye that are men, now serve Him, Your courage rise with danger, 4 Stand up! stand up for Jesus! "Whoso humbleth himself is greatest." THE MATT. Xviii. 4. HE bird that soars on highest wing, And she that doth most sweetly sing, Sings in the shade when all things rest :- What honour hath humility. 2 When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesu's feet; And Lydia's gently-opened heart, Was made for God's own temple meet : C Fairest and best adorned is she 3 The saint that wears heaven's brightest crown, In deepest adoration bends; The weight of glory bears him down The most, when most his soul ascends: The footstool of humility. 444 "They desire a better country." 1 THERE is a better world they say, Oh, so bright! Where sin and woe are done away, Oh, so bright! And music fills the balmy air, Oh, so bright! 2 No clouds e'er pass along its sky, Happy land! No tear-drop glistens in the eye, Happy land! They drink the gushing streams of grace, Happy land! 3 Though we are sinners, every one, 445 Jesus died! We may be cleansed from every stain, 1 "A name which is above every name." THERE is a name I love to hear: It sounds like music in mine ear: 2 It tells me of a Saviour's love, It tells me of His precious blood, P.M. C.M 3. Jesus! the name I love so well, The name I love to hear; 4 No saint on earth his worth can tell, His name shall shed its fragrance still Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill 5 And there, with all the blood-bought throng, From sin and sorrow free, 446 1. I'll sing the new eternal song Of Jesu's love for me. "Of such is the kingdom of Heaven." MARK X. 14. THERE'S a rest for little children, Who love the blessed Saviour, 2 There's a home for little children, Nor could be happier-there. 3 There's a Friend for little children, A Friend who never changeth, The precious name he bears. 4 There's a crown for little children, P.M. 5 There's a robe for little children, 447 1 THERE'S not a time to us more sweet Than these returning days; Nor other friend to us so dear 2 Our hearts are bounding high with joy; And pray that he may smile on those 3 There are no gems of greater worth Nor happier children on the earth C.31 4 For those who serve him while they live And raise, as Spring the flowers renews 5 In heaven no shouts shall louder ring, 448 Nor happier bands surround the King, "Enter in at the strait gate." LUKE Xiii. 24, 1 THE road that many travel Is not the road for me; It leads to sin and sorrow; In it I would not be : P.M But there's a road that leads to God, O that's the road for me. 2 The crown that decks the monarch, Is not the crown for me; It dazzles but a moment, Its brightness soon will flee ! 449 1 2 8 But there's a crown prepared above, The song that folly teaches, With joyful heart and tongue, "Our salvation nearer." THIS sweetly solemn thought Than e'er I've been before. Nearer the nightless day, Nearer the fountains pure and deep, Nearer the pearly gates, The city pure as gold; Nearer the presence of its King, To share his love untold. Nearer my Father's house. Where many mansions be; Nearer the glorious great white throne, Nearer the vale of death, To lay my burden down; To bear the palm and wear the crown, 450 1 "They may rest from their labours." THOUGH often here we're weary, A rest that is eternal, Where all is peace and love, |