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Praise the Lord, His mercies trace,
Praise His providence, and grace,
All that He for man hath done,
All He sends us thro' His Son ;
Strings and voices, hands and hearts,
In the concert bear your parts;
All that breathe, your Lord adore,
Praise Him, praise Him, evermore!

Tenth Day.-EVENING.

happy home,

When shall I come to thee?

When shall my sorrows have an end,
Thy joys when shall I see?

Thy walls are made of precious stones,
Thy bulwarks diamonds fair,
Thy gates are all of orient pearl,
Exceeding rich and rare.

Thy turrets, and thy pinnacles
With carbuncles do shine,
Thy very streets are paved with gold
Surpassing clear and fine!

Ah! my sweet home, Jerusalem!
Would God I were in thee!
Would God my woes were at an end,
That I thy joys might see!

Thy gardens, and thy gallant walks
Are ever fair and green,

There grow such sweet and pleasant flowers
As nowhere else are seen.

There trees for evermore bear fruit,
And evermore do spring,
There evermore the angels sit,

And evermore do sing.

And through the streets, with silver sound,
The flood of Life doth flow,
Upon whose banks, on every side,

The wood of Life doth grow.

Jerusalem, my happy home,

Would God I were in thee,

Would God my woes were at an end
That I thy joys might see.

Amen.

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Eleventh Day.—MORNING.

'HE strain upraise

THE

Of joy and praise,-Alleluia !

To the glory of their king,

Shall the ransom'd people sing,—Alleluia !
And the choirs that dwell on high

Shall re-echo through the sky,—Alleluia !

They through the fields of Paradise who roam,
The blessed ones! repeat through that bright home,

Alleluia!

The planets glitt'ring on their heavenly way,
The shining constellations, join and say—

Ye clouds that onward sweep,
Ye winds on pinions light,

Ye thunders echoing loud and deep,
Ye lightnings wildly bright,

In sweet consent unite-your Alleluia!

Alleluia!

Ye floods and ocean billows,
Ye storms and winter snow,
Ye days of cloudless beauty,
Hoar frost and summer glow;
Ye groves that wave in spring,
And glorious forests, sing-Alleluia !

First let the birds, with painted plumage gay,
Exalt their great Creator's praise, and say-

Alleluia !

Then let the beasts of earth, with varying strain, Join in creation's hymn, and cry again—

Alleluia !

Here let the mountains thunder forth sonorous,

Alleluia!

This is the strain, the eternal strain, the Lord Almighty loves,

Alleluia!

Alleluia !

This is the song, the heav'nly song, that Christ

Himself approves;

Wherefore we sing, both heart and voice awaking,

Alleluia!

And children's voices echo, answer making,

Now from all men be outpour'd

Alleluia to the Lord!

With Alleluia, evermore,

The Son and Spirit we adore!

Alleluia !

Praise be done

To the Three in One!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia !

Amen.

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Eleventh Day.—EVENING.

Rowly steals the night away;

RIM the lamp, its light is fading,

From the blast its flicker shading,
Round it watch, and near it pray.
O my blessed Saviour! yearning
As my spirit doth for Thee,
May my lamp be bright and burning
When Thou comest unto me!

Feed with oil the languid taper,
Faintly by the night wind fann'd;
Hide it from the rising vapour,
In the hollow of Thy hand.

O my blessed Saviour! &c.

Every weight that would encumber
Lay aside, my soul, and rise;
Shake off from thy heart the slumber,
That is stealing o'er thine eyes.
O my blessed Saviour! &c.

Lo! the Bride, in all her beauty,
Bending toward the eastern gate,
Clothed in praise and girt with duty,
Doth upon her threshold wait.

O my blessed Saviour! &c.

Though the Bridegroom be delaying,
Yet His hand is on the door;
When He comes, His second staying
Will be with us evermore.

O my blessed Saviour! &c.

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Twelfth Day.-MORNING.

ESUS! where'er Thy people meet There they behold Thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek Thee Thou art found, And every place is hallow'd ground.

For Thou, within no walls confined,
Inhabitest the humble mind;

Such ever bring Thee, where they come,
And going, take Thee to their home.

Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few!
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim,
The sweetness of Thy saving Name!

Here may we prove the power of prayer
To strengthen faith, and lighten care;
To teach our faint desires to rise,
And bring all heaven before our eyes.

Lord! we are few, but Thou art near,
Nor short Thine arm, nor dull Thine ear;
O Christ! Who did'st for sin atone,
Come, and make every heart Thine own!

Amen.