Time is winging us away S.M. 90 TO-N John Burton, 1840. SHIRLAND, 35. ST. BRIDE, 38. NO-MORROW, Lord, is Thine, And if its sun arise and shine, The present moment flies, O make Thy servants truly wise, Since on this winged hour Waken by Thine almighty power One thing demands our care; To Jesus may we fly, Swift as the morning light, Rev. Philip Doddridge, D.D. (died 1751.) 64, 64. NAIN, 7. PILGRIM'S SONG, 8. 91 O-DAY, the Saviour calls C.M. You wanderers home; O ye benighted souls, Why longer roam ? To-day, the Saviour calls: Within these sacred walls To-day, the Saviour calls; The storm of vengeance falls, The Spirit calls to-day; O grieve Him not away, Thomas Hastings, Mus. Doc., 1858. ST. STEPHEN, 117. WOODSFORD, 121. 92 THE Saviour's gracious voice is heard, Regard His voice to-day; Shall earthly trifles be preferred ? Has He not promised to receive The souls that humbly pray? Canst thou His faithful word believe? Hast thou not sinned too many years? Are months and years to come thy own? My Saviour, 'tis Thy voice I hear, Draw me, bless'd Jesus, draw me near, Rev. J. Harbottle, 1862. 87.87. LEICESTER, 130. MARINERS', 131. 93 LIFE is real, life is earnest, And the grave is not its goal; Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Lives of good men all remind us Let us, then, be up and doing, C.M. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1840. LONDON, 109. ROBINSON'S CHANT, 210. 94 BLEST be the wisdom and the power, The justice and the grace, That joined in council to restore Blest be the Lord that sent His Son He honoured all His Father's laws, He bore our sins upon the cross, Behold Him rising from the grave, There, on a glorious throne, He reigns, Redeems us from the slavish chains Thence shall the Lord to judgment come, O! may I then with joy appear And with the blest assembly there, Rev. Isaac Watts, D.D., 1715 (died 1748.) C.M. ST. STEPHEN, 117. WOODSFORD, 121. 95 YE hearts, with youthful vigour warm, smiling crowds draw near; And turn from every mortal charm He, Lord of all the worlds on high, And those who early seek My grace What object, Lord, my soul should move, Away, ye false, delusive toys, 77,77. Rev. Philip Doddridge, D.D. (died 1751.) GERMAN HYMN, 72. HART's, 73. 96 IS religion that can give 'TIS Sweetest pleasures while we live; "Tis religion must supply |