858 L. M. Where is the blessedness ye spake of. Gal. 4:15. O where is now that glowing love That marked our union with the Lord? Our hearts were fixed on things above. Nor could the world a joy afford. 2 Where is the zeal that led us then To make our Saviour’s glory known; That freed us from the fear of men, And kept our eyes on him alone? 3 Where are the happy seasons spent In fellowship with him we loved? The sacred joy, the sweet content, The blessédness that then we proved? 4 Behold, again we turn to thee, O cast us not away, though vile! No peace we have, no joy we see, O Lord, our God, but in thy smile. 859 L. M. 6 lines. Love—which passeth knowledge. Eph. 3:19. Thou hidden love of God, whose hight, Whose depth, unfathomed, no man knows, I see from far thy beauteous light: Inly I sigh for thy repose; My heart is pained; nor can it be At rest till it find rest in thee. 2 Thy secret voice invites me still The sweetness of thy yoke to prove; And fain I would; but though my will Seems fixed, yet wide my passions rove; Yet hindrances strew all the way; I aim at thee, yet from thee stray. 3 ’Tis mercy all, that thou hast brought My mind to seek her peace in thee; Yet, while I seek, but find thee not, No peace my wandering soul shall see. O, when shall all my wanderings end, And all my steps to thee-ward tend? 4 Is there a thing beneath the sun That strives with thee my heart to share? Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone, The Lord of every motion there: Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found repose in thee. 860 C. M. So run that ye may obtain. 1 Cor. 9:24. Rise, O my soul! pursue the path By ancient heroes trod; Ambitious view those holy men Who lived and walked with God. 2 Though dead, they speak in reason’s ear; And in example live; Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, Still fresh instruction give. 3 ’Twas through the Lamb’s most precious blood They conquered every foe: And to his power and matchless grace, Their crowns and honor owe. 4 Lord, may we ever keep in view The patterns thou hast given, And ne’er forsake the blessed road Which led them safe to heaven. 861 C. M. D. O! it will be glorious.