. M.

"_There is a land of pure delight._"

There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign:
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.

2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withr'ing flowers:
Death like a narrow sea divides
That heavenly land from ours.

3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green:
So to the Jews fair Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between.

4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink
To cross that narrow sea;
And linger shiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

5 O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes!

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.

Nuhguhmoowin 9. C. M.

"_There is a land of pure delight._"

Uh yah muh gud suh kah ge ga,
Me no tuh nuh kee win;
Kah wee kah te be kuh se noon,
A peech o nah ne gwuk.

2 Kah ge nig me noo kuh me ne,
Me nwah be go ne nig,
Mee a tuh go ewh ne bo win,
Ka be shkah ga muh guk.

3 Ke che me suh we nah gwud suh
E we de uh gah ming;
O mong e zhe suh e nuh gom,
Oon zah bun je ga shung.

4 Ne tah zhah gwa ne mo she wug,
Wah ah zhuh wuh o jig;
Quee nuh we ke chee kah zo wod,
Oon dos e nuh ka gom.

5 Oh kuh shke to yung o bun ewh
Che muh shkuh wain duh mung:
Ke dah puh guh kah bun dah non;
Qua nah je wung uh ke!

6 Keesh pin oon zah be yung o bun.
Mo ses kah oon zah bid,
Kah ke dah be swain duh zee non
Ne bo win za nuh guk.

Hymn 10. C. M.

"_O for a thousand tongues to sing._"

O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise!
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace.

2 My gracious Master, and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad
The honours of Thy name.

3 Jesus! the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
'Tis music in