FORGIVENESS OF INJURIES.

3 'Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn,
Patient and meek he stood;

His foes ungrateful sought his life;
He labored for their good.

4 In the last hour of deep distress,
Before his Father's throne,
With soul resigned, he bowed, and said,
"Thy will, not mine, be done!"

5 Be Christ our pattern and our guide!
His image may we bear!

O may we tread his holy steps,
His joy and glory share!

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Jesus, the Example of Forgive- C. M

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Medfield.

-ness.

J. Taylor.

1 WHEN, for some little insult given,
My angry passions rise,

I'll think how Jesus came from heaven,
And bore his injuries.

2 He was insulted every day,

Though all his words were kind;
But nothing men could do or say
Disturbed his heavenly mind.

3 Not all the wicked scoffs he heard
Against the truths he taught,
Excited one reviling word,

Or one revengeful thought.

4 And when upon the cross he bled,
With all his foes in view,

"Father, forgive their sins," he said;
They know not what they do."

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5 Blest Jesus, may I learn of thee
My temper to amend;

And speak the pardoning word for me,
Whenever I offend.

Wells.

The Example of Jesus.

1 My dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in thy word;
But in thy life thy law appears
Drawn out in living characters.

L. M.

Watis.

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such deference to thy father's will,
Such love, and meekness so divine,
I would transcribe and make them mine.

3 Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer;
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict and thy victory too.

4 Be thou my pattern: may I bear
More of thy gracious image here;
Then God the Judge, shall own my name
Among the followers of the Lamb.

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Blendon.

Example of Jesus.

L. M.

Mrs Steele.

1 AND is the gospel, peace and love?
Such let our conversation be;
The serpent blended with the dove,
Wisdom and meek simplicity.

2 Whene'er the angry passions rise,

And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife,

JESUS, OUR GUIDE.

On Jesus let us fix our eyes,
Bright pattern of the Christian life.

3 O how benevolent and kind!

How mild! how ready to forgive!
Be this the temper of our mind,
And these the rules by which we live.

4 To do his heavenly Father's will
Was his employment and delight:
Humility and holy zeal

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Shone through his life divinely bright.

Jesus our Guide.

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7's M.

Furness.

Pleyel's Hymn.
1 FEEBLE, helpless, how shall I
Learn to live, and learn to die?
Who, O God, my guide shall be?
Who shall lead thy child to thee?

2 Blessed Father, Gracious One!
Thou hast sent thy holy son;
He will give the light I need,
He my trembling steps will lead.

3 Through this world, uncertain, dim,
Let me ever lean on him;
From his precepts wisdom draw,
Make his life my solemn law.

4 Thus in deed, and thought, and word,
Led by Jesus Christ the Lord,
In my weakness, thus shall I
Learn to live, and learn to die ;—

5 Learn to live in peace and love,
Like the perfect ones above;-
Learn to die, without a fear,
Feeling thee, my Father, near.

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A Morning Hymn. 8's & 7's M.

Greenville.

1 When the joyous day is dawning,
And the happy light we see,
We who live in life's pure morning,
Father, would remember thee.

2 While in quiet we were sleeping,
Kindly, though we knew it not,
Thou a guardian watch wert keeping;
Never is thy child forgot.

3 Now another day is given,

With thy love, may it be blest;
May we think of Thee and Heaven,
Of that purer, better rest.

4 Jesus, who was good and holy,

When a child, remembered Thee,
Gentle, mild, forgiving, lowly,
He has said that we must be.

The Mission of Jesus.

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Woodstock.

C. M.

W. B. O. Peabody.

1 THE Son of God came down from heaven

The erring world to save ;

He says, "Repent and be forgiven,
And live beyond the grave.'

2 By temper holy and serene,
He won his Father's love,
And though superior far to men,
Was harmless as the dove,

THE LOVE OF JESUS.

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3 He raised the dying from the bed,
He caused the blind to see;

He made the tombs give up their dead,
And set the prisoner free.

4 They nailed him to the cross, and there
Deep insult on him threw,

And yet "Forgive them," was his prayer,
"They know not what they do."

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5 No wonder darkness reigned around
When such a heart grew cold;
No wonder o'er the guilty ground
The angry earthquake rolled.

Boylston.

The Love of Jesus.

S. M.

W. B. O. Peabody.

1 FOR us God's blessed SoN,

From childhood to the grave,

Was poorer than the humblest one
Of those he came to save. -

2 For us he was distrest,

And many a tear he shed;
And had, in his few hours of rest,
Not where to lay his head..

3 For us the Saviour died

In weariness and pain;

And God forbid the crimson tide
Should be poured out in vain!

4 He rested in the tomb,

Where mouldering bodies lie,

Till the third morning broke the gloom,
And he ascended high.