Health triumphs in immortal bloom,
And purest pleasure reigns.

3 No strife nor envy there

The sons of peace molest;
But harmony and love sincere
Fill every happy breast.

4 No cloud those regions know,
Forever bright and fair;
For sin, the source of mortal wo,
Can never enter there.

5 O may this prospect fire

Our hearts with ardent love,
And lively faith and strong desire
Bear every thought above.

HYMN 461. L. P. M. [#]

Source of Consolation.

1 I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath,
And, when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

2 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God; he made the sky,

And earth, and seas, with all their train;
His truth forever stands secure :
He saves the wretched, feeds the poor,

And none shall find his promise vain.

3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind; The Lord supports the fainting mind;

He sends the labouring conscience peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And, when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.

HYMN 462. C. M. [#]
Prospect of the Christian.

1 HAPPY the man, whose wishes climb
To mansions in the skies!

He looks on all the joys of time
With undesiring eyes.

2 He knows that all these fleeting things
Must yield to sure decay;
And sees, on time's extended wings,
How swift they pass away.

3 To things unseen by mortal eyes,
A beam of sacred light

Directs his view; his prospects rise
All permanent and bright.

4 His hopes, still fixed on joys to come,
Those blissful scenes on high,

Shall flourish in immortal bloom,
When time and nature die.

HYMN 463. C. M. [# or b]

The Christian's Farewell.

1 YE golden lamps of heaven, farewell,
With all your feeble light;
Farewell, thou ever-changing moon,
Pale empress of the night.

2 And thou, refulgent orb of day,
In brighter flames arrayed;
My soul, which springs beyond thy sphere,
No more demands thine aid.

3 Ye stars are but the shining dust
Of my divine abode-

The pavement of those heavenly courts,
Where I shall see my God.

4 The Father of eternal light

Shall there his beams display;
Nor shall one moment's darkness mix
With that unclouded day.

5 No more the drops of piercing grief
Shall swell into mine eyes;

No more the noon-day sun decline
Amid those brighter skies.

6 There all the millions of his saints
Shall in one song unite;

And each the bliss of all shall share
With infinite delight.

HYMN 464. L. M. [#]

Peace to the troubled Spirit.

1 SEE, from the ark, the mystic dove On flying pinions takes her way,

Through distant regions prone to move, And view the wonders of the day. 2 Lo, she returns, and seeks her rest,

And brings the olive-branch of peace;
Thus are the cheerless mourners blest,
The tidings all their hopes increase.
3 Thus does the spirit's witness show
A source of love, a fount of grace;
A Saviour's goodness makes us know,
And points to God, our Righteousness.
4 Celestial messenger of joy,

Speed on thy way to this sad heart;
Bring with thee peace without alloy,
And never from my soul depart.

HYMN 465. H. M. [#]

Sun of Heaven.

1 IN yon blest world above,
Where angel-hosts reside,
The Sun of truth and love
Is never known to hide :
Its sacred heat forever glows;
Divinely sweet to all it flows.

2 Its all-attracting light

Forever flows the same;

No darkness there, or night,

No clouds, obscure the flame:
One endless day will constant shine,
And every ray is light divine.

3 O, could we see this light,
And feel its heavenly heat,

Joyful we'd take our flight
To some celestial seat;

With angels sit, and sing away,
At Jesus' feet, an endless day.

COMMUNION.

HYMN 466. L. M. [b]
The Lord's Supper.

1 "Twas on that dark, eventful night,
When all the powers of earth arose
Against the Son of God's delight,

And friends betrayed him to his foes;

2 Before the mournful scene began,

He took the bread, and blessed, and, brake; What love through all his actions ran!

What wondrous words of grace he spake!

3 In memory of your dying Lord,

Do this, he said, till time shall end;
Meet at my table, and record

The love of your departed Friend.

4 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate;

We show thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage-supper of the Lamb.