I launch my boat upon the sea, This land is not the land for me.

I've found the winding path of sin A rugged path to travel in;

Beyond the chilly waves I see The land my Saviour bought for me.

Saviour and my God! Well may this glowing

heart

rejoice, And tell thy good ness all a broad.

I have an ad-vo-cate above, A friend before the throne of love

Glory to thee,my God,this night, For all the blessings of the light;

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FEDERAL STREET. L. M.

II. K. OLIVER.

Show pity, Lord, O Lord forgive, Let a re-penting reb-el live;

Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee?

I shall be-hold thy bliss-ful face And stand complete in righteousness.

2 This life's a dream, an empty show;
But the bright world to which I go
Hath joys substantial and sincere:
When shall I wake and find me there?

I could from all things parted be,But never, never, Lord, from thee.

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LOVING KINDNESS. L.M.

A-wake, my soul, in

joyful lays, And sing thy great Re

deemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me, His loving kindness, oh, how free!

Lov-ing kind-ness, Loving kindness, His lov- ing kindness, oh, how free!