HYMN 572. S. M. NEWTON. Balaam's wish. Num. xxiii. 10. 1H When they resign their breath! OW blest the righteous are, No wonder Balaam wish'd to share, 2" Oh! let me die," said he, Found with the faithful few." 3 The force of truth, how great, 4 But Balaam's wish was vain- 5 May we, O Lord most high, HYMN 573. C. M. W Death of a young person. STEELE. HEN blooming youth is snatch'd away Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, With awful pow'r-"I too must die❞— 3 The voice of this alarming scene Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, 4 Oh, let us fly, to Jesus fly, Whose pow'rful arm can save; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o'er the grave. HYMN 574. C. M. On the death of a Child. STEELE. HE once lov'd form, now cold and dead, And nature weeps her comforts fled, 2 But wait the interposing gloom, And, drest in beauty's fairest bloom, 3 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, Shall rise in full, immortal prime, 4 Then cease, fond nature, cease thy tears; Religion points on high; There everlasting spring appears, HYMN 575. L. M. NEWTON. 10 FT as the bell, with solemn toll, 2"Only this frail and fleeting breath 4 LORD JESUS! help me now to flee, 5 Then when the solemn bell I hear, TIME AND ETERNITY. HYMN 576. C. M. HOSKINS. 1 Cor. vii. 29. 1 THE time is short! the season near, When death will us remove THE To leave our friends, however dear, 2 The time is short! sinners, beware, The word of great salvation hear, 3 The time is short! ye rebels, now 4 The time is short! ye saints rejoice~ The Lord will quickly come: Soon shall you hear the Bridegroom's voice, To call you to your home. 5 The time is short! it swiftly fliesThe hour is just at hand, When we shall mount above the skies, And reach the wish'd for land, The time is short!-the moment near, With Jesus, whom we love. HYMN 577. C. M. Ps. xc. 5, 9. LOGAN. 1 THE THE mighty flood, that rolls along The waters lost can ne'er recal, 2 The days, the years, the ages dark, 3 Where are our Fathers?-Whither gone The mighty men of old! The patriarchs, prophets, princes, kings, 4 Gone to the resting place of man, HYMN 578. 8s. Job xvi. 22. xvii. 1, 11. WAIT a few sorrowful years, |