Those friends would weep in vain f

4 Great king of nature and of grace {

To thee my spirit flies,
And opens all its deep distress
Before thy pitying eyes. j

5 All its desires to thee are knovm.
And every secret fear ;
The meaning of each broken groan
Is noticed by thine ear.
6 O fix me by that mighty power

Which to such love belongs,
Where darkness veils the eyes no more,
And sighs are changed to songs.
DEATB, f UDOHENT, AND [PaRT HI.
289. S. M.
Triumph over Death, in Hope of the Resurrection.
1 And must this body die ?
This curious frame decay ?

And must these active limbs of mine
Lie mouldering in the clay ?

2 Corruption, earth, and worms.
Shall but refine this flesh,

Till my triumphant spirit comes,
To put it on afresh.
3 God, my redeemer, li^s/
And ever from the ski^>

Looks down and watches all my dust,
Till be shall bid it rise.
4 Arrayed in glorious grace,
Shall these vile bodies shine,

And every form, and every face,
Look heavenly and divine.
5 These lively hopes we o^c
To Jesus* dying love ;

We would adore his grace below.
And sing his power above.
6 O Lord, accept the praise
Of these our humble songs.
Till we a nobler strain shall raise
From our immortal tongues.
Part m.] a futukk 'statb.
Oad.ibeereriaaiBKUglnofEaodUM. Aa.l(.aD.
L Yb Kolden lunps ttf heaven I fttewell,
With all foui feeble light :
Farewell, thou eTei-changing taotat,
Pale empress of the night I



S And thou, refulgent orb of day !
In brighter flames arrayed,
My soul, which springs beyond thy q)heiV|
No more demands thine aid.
3 Ye stars are but the shining dust

Of my divine abode.
