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308. '" I was brought low, and He helped me."
2. Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet,
Through this dark wilderness; 1. I LOVE the Lord; he heard my cries,
Thy hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.
3. Were I in heaven without my God,
'T would be no joy to me;
I long for none but thee.
4. What if the springs of life were broke,
Add flesh and heart should faint, 3. The Lord beheld me sore distressed, God is my soul's eternal rock, He bade my pains remove:
The strength of every saint. Return, my soul, to God, thy rest,
5. Then, to draw near to thee, my God, For thou bast known his love!
Shall be my sweet employ; 4. My God hath saved my soul from death, My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, Aud dried my falling tears ;
And tell the world my joy.
“ Filled with all the fullness of God."
1. O LORD, I would delight in thee,.. 309. “ When shall I come and appear before Godf"
And on thy care depend; 1. As pants the hart for cooling streams,
To thee in every trouble flee,
My best, my only Friend.
Thy fullness is the same : 2. For thee, my God, the living God,
May I with this be satisfied,
And glory in thy name.
But what is found in thee;
I must have all things and abound, 3. Why restless, why cast down, my soul ?
While God is God to ine.
To look within the vail,
To credit what my Saviour saith, 4. Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Whose word can never fail.
Hope still; and thou shalt sing
5. He who has made my heaven secure, Thy health's eternal epring.
Will here all good provide : While Christ is rich, can I be poor
? 310. “No joy without God."
What can I want beside ? 1., Gop, my supporter and my hope, 6. O Lord, I cast my carc on thee;. , My help forever near,
I triumph and adore : Thine arm of mercy held me up,
Henceforth my great concern shall be When sinking in despair.
To love and please thee more.
Unchanging Trust. 312.
2. To thee I tell each rising grief, 2. Thou my deliv'rer, art, O God;
For thou alone canst heal; My trust is in thy power :
Thy word can bring a sweet relief Thou art my shield from foes abroad,
For every pain I feel. My safeguard, and my tower.
3. Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 3. To thee will I address my prayer,
And shall I seek in vain ? To whom all praise I owe;
And can the ear of sovereign grace So shall I, by thy watchful care,
Be deaf when I complain ? Be saved from every foe.
4. No: still the ear of sovereign grace. 4. Then let Jehovah be adored,
Attends the mourner's prayer; On whom my hopes depend;
Oh, may I ever find access For who, except the mighty Lord,
To breathe my sorrows there ! His people can defend ?
15. Thy mercy-seat is open still;
Here let my soul retreat, 313. Happiness in God only:
With humble hope attend thy will,
And wait beneath thy feet. 1. In vain I trace creation o'er, In search of solid rest :
315. The whole creation is too poor,
Not my will, but Thine.
Thine ever-wakeful eye 2. Let earth and all her charms depart,
Alone can all our wants discern-
Thy hand alone supply.
2. Oh, let thy love within us dwell, Enduring bliss can find.
Thy fear our footsteps guide; 3. Thy favor, Lord, is all I want;
That love shall vainer loves expel, Here would my spirit rest;
That fear all fears beside. Oh, seal the rich, the boundless grant, 3. And since, by passion's force subdued, And make me fully blest !
Too oft with stubborn will
We blindly shun the latent good, 314 “ Dear Refuge of my weary soul.”
And grasp the specious ill ;1. DEAR Refuge of my weary soul, 4. Not what we wish, but what we want, On thee, when sorrows rise
Let mercy still supply: On thee, when waves of trouble roll, The good we ask not, Father, grant; My fainting hope relies.
The ill we ask, deby.
" Wait, I say, on the Lord.”
PSALM xxvii. 1. Soon as I heard my Father say,
“ Ye children, seek my grace,' My heart replied, without delay,
“I'll scek my Father's face.” 2. Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown
In each distressing day. 3. Should friends and kindred, near and
Leave me to want, or die,
my And all my need supply. 4. My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believed
Nor was my hope deceived. 6. Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;
[dear, life his care,
2. Oh, send thy Spirit down, to write
Thy law upon my heart;
Nor act the liar's part.
And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear. 4. Make me to walk in thy commands
'Tis a delightful road; Nor let my head, nor heart nor hands
Offend against my God.
Trustful Christian Victorious. 1. My God! the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
And comfort of my nights ! 2. In darkest shades if he
appear, My dawning is begun; He is my soul's sweet morning star,
And he my rising sun. 8. The opening heavens around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,
And whispers, I am his ! 4. My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word,
T' embrace my dearest Lord.
I'd break through every foe;
Should bear me conqu’ror through.
“ More and More unto the Perfect Day," 319.
PROV. iv. 18. 1. Oh, for a gracious growth, in faith,
In knowledge and in power! A soul, whose life through toil and strife,
Moves onward hour by hour! 2. Where is the growing blessedness
Of those who love the Lord ! The ever new and clearer view
Of Jesus and his word ! 3. Through hearts renewed, the new-born
In streams of rapture, flow; [joys, But does my peace, each day, increase,
As rills, to rivers, grow?
To rouse my sluggish soul !
Until I reach the goal ! 5. Help me,
feet to climb
Grows bright to golden day!
God All and in Au.
Trust and Aspiration.
Thou victor in the strife;
My peace, my hope, my life. ; 3. Father, behold thy child ;
Guide me, and guard from ill;
Be my protector still.
For thee the cross to bear;
Safe from the secret snáre. 5.5. Ancient of days, to thee
By love celestial drawn,
And greet her glory's dawn. 321.
Jesus our Living Head. 1. Our heavenly Father calls,
And Christ invites us near;
And our communion dear. 2. God pities all our griefs;
He pardons every day,
And wise to guide our way. 3. How large his bounties are !
What various stores of good,
And purchased with his blood !
4. Jesus, our living Head !
We bless thy faithful care,
And our Forerunner there. 5. Here fix, my roving heart !
Here wait, my warmest love!
In nobler scenes above.
To thee, to thee I call;
For thou art all in all. 2. To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss ;
And dwell where Jesus is. 3 Not all the harps above
Can make a heavenly place,
Or but conceal his face. 4. Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford-
Without thy presence, Lord. 5. Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll; The circle where my passions move,
And center of my soul.
For I have placed my only trust
5. With humble faith I wait The soul which still on thee is stayed,
To see thy face again :
Of Israel it shall ne'er be said,
He sought the Lord in vain. 2. The soul, by faith reclined On the Redeemer's breast, 325.
“Watch and Pray." 'Mid raging storms exults to find
1. My soul! be on thy guard; An everlasting rest.
Ten thousand foes arise : 3. Sorrow and fear are gone,
The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draw thee from the skies.
2. Oh, watch, and fight and pray!
The battle ne'er give o'er; 4. It hallows every cross ;
Renew it boldly every day,
And help divine implore.
3. Ne'er think the victory won, And find my all in thee.
Nor once at ease sit down; 5. Jesus, to whom I ily,
Thy arduous work will not be done
Till thou obtain thy crown.
4. Fight on, my soul, till death
Shall bring thee to thy God! 6. Stripped of my earthly friends,
He'll take thee, at thy parting breath,
Up to his blest abode.
1. MAKE haste, O man, to live,
For thou so soon must die : 1. MINE
Time hurries past thee like the breeze;
How swift its moments fly!
2. To breathe, and wake, and sleep,
To smile, to sigh, to grieve; 2. Lord, turn thee to my soul;
To move in idleness through earth-
This, this is not to live.
3. Make haste, 0 man, to do
Whatever must be done; 8. When shall the sovereign grace
Thou hast no time to use in sloth,
Thy day will soon be gone.
Fling east and self away 4. O keep my soul from death,
This is no time for thee to sleepNor put my hope to shame!
Up, watch, and work and pray k