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The Book of Praise.
Still He calls them brethren, friends, And to all their wants attends.
Could we bear from one another
What He daily bears from us ? Yet this glorious Friend and Brother
Loves us though we treat Him thus : Though for good we render ill, He accounts us brethren still.
Oh ! for grace our hearts to soften !
Teach us, Lord, at length to love ! We, alas ! forget too often
What a Friend we have above : But, when home our souls are brought, We will love Thee as we ought.
John Newton. 1779.
Christ1 s Kingdo)n and Judgment.
When came in flesh th' Incarnate Word,
The heedless world slept on, And only simple shepherds heard
That God had sent His Son.
When comes the Saviour at the last,
From west to east shall shine The awful pomp, and earth aghast
Shall tremble at the sign.
Then shall the pure in heart be blest;
As mild He comes to them, As when upon the Virgin's breast
He lay at Bethlehem :