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3 The darkest night that shrouds the sky,
Of beauty hath a share :
The blackest heart hath sighs to tell
That God still lingers there.

C. M.

The Call of Truth.

1 OH! not alone with outward sign,
Of fear, or voice from heaven,
The message of a truth divine,
The call of God, is given;
Awakening in the human heart,
Love for the true and right,
Zeal for the Christian's better part,
Strength for the Christian's fight.

2 Though heralded by nought of fear,
Or outward sign or show;
Though only to the inward ear
It whisper soft and low;

Though dropping as the manna fell,
Unseen, yet from above,

Holy and gentle, heed it well:
The call to truth and love.

WHITTIER.

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C. M.

LOND. INQUIRER.

Encouragement to Christian Effort.

1 SCORN not the slightest word or deed,
Nor deem it void of power;

There's fruit in each wind-wafted seed,
Waiting its natal hour.

2 A whispered word may touch the heart,
And call it back to life;

A look of love bid sin depart,
And still unholy strife.

3 No act falls fruitless; none can tell
How vast its power may be;
Nor what results enfolded dwell
Within it silently.

4 Work and despair not: bring thy mite,
Nor care how small it be;

God is with all that serve the right,
The holy, true, and free.

S. M.

ENFIELD.

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Forgiveness.

1 I HEAR the voice of woe!
I hear a brother's sigh!

Then let my heart with pity flow,
With tears of love, my eye.

2 I hear the thirsty cry!
The hungry beg for bread!
Then let my spring its stream supply,
My hand its bounty shed.

3 The debtor humbly sues,

Who would, but cannot pay;
And shall I lenity refuse,
Who need it every day?

4 And shall not wrath relent,
Touched by that humble strain,
My brother crying, "I repent,
Nor will offend again?"

5 How else, on soaring wing,
Can hope bear high my prayer,
Up to thy throne, my God, my King,
To plead for pardon there?

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7s. M.

MILMAN.

"And he arose and rebuked the winds and sea."
1 LORD! thou didst arise and say,

To the troubled waters, “Peace,"
And the tempest died away,

Down they sank, the foaming seas;
And a calm and heaving sleep
Spread o'er all the glassy deep,
All the azure lake serene

Like another heaven was seen!
2 Lord thy gracious word repeat
To the billows of the proud!
Quell the tyrant's martial heat,

Quell the fierce and changing crowd!
Then the earth shall find repose,
From oppressions, and from woes;

And another heaven appear

On our world of darkness here!

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SEAMEN'S HYMNS.

L. M.

C. WESLEY.

"They that go down to the sea in ships."

1 LORD of the wide extended main ! .

Whose power the winds and seas controls, Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain, Whose spirit leads believing souls;

2 Throughout the deep thy footsteps shine; We own thy way is in the sea, i O'erawed by majesty divine,

And lost in thine immensity!

3 Infinite God! thy greatness spanned
These heavens, and meted out the skies;
Lo in the hollow of thy hand

The measured waters sink and rise.

4 Thee to perfection who can tell?
Earth and her sons beneath thee lie,
Lighter than dust within thy scale,
And less than nothing in thine eye.

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L. M.

The Seaman's Song.

1 WOULD you behold the works of God,
His wonders in the world abroad?
With hardy mariners survey

The unknown regions of the sea.

2 They leave their native shores behind,
And seize the favor of the wind;
Till God command, and tempests rise,
That heave the ocean to the skies.

3 When land is far, and death is nigh,
Bereaved of hope, to God they cry:
His mercy hears their loud address,
And sends salvation in distress.

WATTS.

4 He bids the winds their wrath assuage,
And stormy tempests cease to rage;
The grateful band their fears give o'er
And hail with joy their native shore.

5 0, may the sons of men record
The wondrous goodness of the Lord;
Let them their purest offerings bring,
And in the church his glory sing.

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C. M.

MRS. HEMANS.

"These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep."

1 "OH God! thy name they well may praise,
Who to the deep go down,

And trace the wonders of thy ways,
Where rocks and billows frown.

2 For many a fair majestic sight
Hath met their wandering eyes,
Beneath the streaming northern light,
Or blaze of Indian skies.

3 If glorious be that awful deep,
No human power can bind,

What then art thou, who bid'st it keep
Within its bounds confined!

4 Let heaven and earth in praise unite,
Eternal praise to thee,

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Whose word can rouse the tempest's might,
Or still the raging sea!"

L. M. 61.

The Mariner's Hynin.

ANONYMOUS.

1 LORD of the sea!-thy potent sway
Old ocean's wildest waves obey;

The gale that whistles through the shrouds,
The storm that drives the frighted clouds,—
If but thy whisper order peace,

How soon their rude commotions cease!

2 Lord of the sea!—the seaman keep
From all dangers of the deep!

When high the white-capped billows rise,
When tempests roar along the skies,
When foes or shoals awaken fear,-
O, in thy mercy be thou near.

3 Lord of the sea! a sea is life
Of care and sorrow, woe and strife!
With watchful pains we steer along,
To keep the right path, shun the wrong:
God grant, that, when we cease to roam,
We gain an everlasting home!

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