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And fit for Thy great service make
These heirs of immortality;
And let them in Thine image rise,
And then transplant to Paradise.
Unspotted from the world and pure,
Preserve them for Thy glorious cause,
Accustom'd daily to endure
The welcome burden of Thy cross:
Inured to toil and patient pain,
Till all Thy perfect mind they gain.
Train up Thy hardy Soldiers, Lord,
In all their Captain's steps to tread!
Or send them to proclaim Thy Word,
Thy Gospel through the world to spread,
Freely as they receive to give,
And preach The Death by which we live!
HYMN 14.
Children of the heavenly King,
As ye journey, sweetly sing:
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise,
Glorious in His works and ways.
We are traveling home to God,
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.
Let us sing: for safe and bless'd,
We with Jesus soon shall rest;
There our home is now prepar'd,
There our kingdom and reward.
Onward then we'll gladly press,
Through this earthly wilderness;
