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16 O all ye just, ye rich, ye wise,

Who deem th' atoning sacrifice,
No more with trembling heart I.try

A doctrine weak and slight!
A multitude of things,

Grant but I may (the rest's your own)
Still wishing to find out that point
From whence salvation springs;

In shame and poverty sit down

At this one well-spring of delight.
My anchor's cast, cast on a ground;
Where I shall ever rest

17 Indeed had. Jesus ne'er been slain, From all the labor of my thoughts, Or could ought make his ransom vain,

That it avail'd no more;
And workings of my breast.
2 What is my anchor, if you ask ?

Were his unbounded mercy fled,
A hungry, helpless mind,

Were he no more the church's Head,

Nor Lord of all, as heretofore;
Diving, with mis’ry for its weight,
Till firmest grace it find :

8 Then, so refers my state to him,
What is my ground ? 'Tis Jesus Christ, Unwarranted I must esteem,

Whom faithless eyes pass o'er; And wretched all I do;
A Refuge here each troubled soul Ah!

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heart throbs, and seizeth fast May find, tho' tempests roar. That cov'nant, which will ever last,

It knows, it knows these things are true.
531. T. 580. 9 Yes, my dear Lord, in follwing thee,
THAT I am thine, my Lord and God, Not in the dark uncertainly
Ransom'd and sprinkled with thy blood, This foot obedient moves;

Repeat that word once more, 'Tis with a Brother and a King,
With such an energy and light, Who many to this yoke will bring, .,
That this world's flattery or spite Whoever lives and ever loves.
To shake me never may have pow'r

. 10Nowthen myWay,myTruth,myLife, 2 From various cares my heart retires; Henceforth let sorrow, doubt and strife, Tho' deep and boundless its desires,

Drop off like autumn leaves;
I'm now to please but One,

Henceforth, as privileg'd by thee,
Him, before whom the elders bow;

Simple and undistracted be
With him I am engaged now,

My soul, which to thy mercy cleaves,
And with the souls that are his own,
3 This is my joy, which ne'er can fail

, On that eternal love of thine,

11 Let me my weary mind recline.ro To see my Saviour's arm prevail,

And human thoughts forget;
To mark the steps of grace ;
How new-born souls, convinc'd of sin, Go forth and do it, while 'tis day,

Childlike attend what thou wilt say,
Yet by his precious blood made clean,

Yet never leave my saferetreat.
Extol his name in ev'ry place.
4 With these my happy lot is cast,

12 At all times to my spirit bear
Thro’the world's deserts rudeand waste,

An inward witness, strong and clear, Or thro' its gardens fair :

Of thy redeeming pow'r;
Whether the storm of malice sweeps. This will impart the needful light,

This will instruct thy child aright,
Or all in dead supineness sleeps,
Still to go on, be all my care.

For exigence of ev'ry hour.
5 See the dear sheep, by Jesus drawn, 13 Now then the sequel is well weigh'd,
In blest simplicity move on,

I cast myself upon thy aid,
They trust his Shepherd-crook; A sea where none can sink;
Beholders many faults will find, Yea, thereon I depend, poor worm,
But they can guess at Jesus' mind, Believing that thou wilt perform
Content, if written in his book.

Beyond whate'er I ask or think.

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534. * How happy we, when guilt is gone! WHATE'ER Óür God doth, thúst be This alters our whole frame ;

right, The same occasions still come on, Aliho' it cause us pain; But we are not the same.

For God is love, and ever witi

The source of love remain. 2 The load which causód us anxious

2 The church's Head we theé confess; No more doth weigh us down, Thou of thine own tak’st care; For Christ the burden helps to bear, Jesus, thy will be always done! We bear it not alone.

This be our wish and pray'r. 3 While we at honest labor toil, Our hearts may be at ease;

535. For if our Saviour on us smile, 'Midst trouble we have peace.

SINCE we can't doubt God's equal

love, 4 Sick outwardly, or in distress

Unmeasurably kind, We may be, 'tis confest:

To his unerring, gracious will But the believer ne'ertheless

Be ev'ry wish resign'd; In trials finds he's blest,

Good, when he gives, supremely good; 5 Have we thro' dang'rous paths to

Nor less when he denies ;

Ev'n crosses from his sov’reign hand rove, The shades of death to

pass,

Are blessings in disguise. Our shield eternal is his love,

2 Whate'er I ask, I surely know, Our light his glorious face.

And stedfastly believe, 6 Thy secret hand we bless; on thee He will the thing desir'd bestow, O Lord, we can depend,

Or else a better give; Thou betwixt us and misery

To thee I therefore, Lord, submit Of ev'ry kind dost stand.

My ev'ry fond request,

And own, adoring at thy feet,
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Thy will is always best.
THË will of God is always best,
His will be done for ever;

536,*

T. 234. Those who confide in him are blest,

JESUS, my All, my soul's best Friend, And prove his love and favor.

To thee myself I now deliver; He helps indeed-in time of need,

Whale'er comes from thy faithful 'Midst chastisements he saveth;

hand, Those who depend-on God their

How hard it be, how strange soever, Friend

I'll take it with a passive heart; He never, never leaveth.

And tho' I cannot shout for glad2 His comforts daily me sustain,

ness, He lends me his assistance ; But keenly feel affliction's dart, To what he doth for me ordain

O may I not be sunk in sadness! I'll yield without resistance :

May I with cheerfulness, True is his word,--that ev'n the Lord In thy ways acquiesce,

My hairs in mercy numbers; Nor murmur at thy dispensation ; He guards and wakes care of me But simply trusting thee, takes,

On thy fidelity And all my wants têmiėmbers, Depend with humble resignation,

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DESPONDING soul, thou need'st STORMS of trouble may assail us,
not fear,

Yea, life's vessel overwhelm;
Since God thy ev'ry pray'r. doth hear, Yet no danger need appal us,
In his own time he'll surely grant, If our Saviour guide the helm.
As he thinks fit, what thou dost want,

2 If with willing resignation,
For he thy case doth understand, Free from care, we acquiesce
Himself will take thy cause in hand,

In his
ways,

his consolation
The scale will turn, and thou shalt be

Will alleviate our distress.
Asham'd of thy anxiety,

3. God is mighty to deliver,

None his power can withstand ;
In all trials whatsoever

He will be our gracious Friend,
I'LL spare all needless thinking,
Nor shall my mind be shrinking

4. When his hous striķes for relieving, Concerning what may be;

Help breaks forth amazingly,
I'll follow thy kind leading,

And to shame our anxious grieving,
Dear Lord, in each proceeding;

Often unexpectedly.
That thou'rt my All sufficeth me.

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541. T. 22. WHAT, my soul, should bow the In God, my Rock, I will confide,

WHEN by adversity I'm try'd,
down,
Perils or temptation ?

'Midst trials, whatsoe'er they be,
Is not Christ upon the throne

Rely on his fidelity. Still thy strong salvation ? 2 I'll trust my great Physician's skill, 2 Cast thy burden on the Lord,

Resign'd obey his blessed will;

For each disease he knows what's fit,
Thy almighty Saviour;
He, who death for thee endur'd,

He's wise and good, and I submit.
Surely will deliver.

3 Altho' his med'cine cause me smart, 3 Mention to him ev'ry want,

And wound me in the tend'rest part, Yea, whạte’er doth grieve thee,

It is with a design to cure,

I must and will his touch endure,
If for comfort thou dost pant,
Jesus will relieve thee.

* Lord Jesus Christ, afford me grace, 4 Turn, my soul, unto thy rest,

In ev'ry trial thee to praise :
Quickly turn to Jesus,

O let thy sacred will be mine,
He will do for thee what's best,

To thee myself I now resign.
Heal all thy diseases.
5 Mourn, whene'er thou hast forgot

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Hiin, whose great compassion
Never fails, whose blood hath bought My Redeemer knoweth me,
Thy complete salvation.

Both in joy and in affliction ;
6 Earthly things do not regard, O my soul, now joyful be,
Trust in Jesus' favor,

Trust thy Shepherd's kind direction, He will be thy great reward, His own sheep he knows by name, And thy shield for ever.

And to bless them is his aim. х

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2 Unexampled is that love

3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, By which we're with him connect. And thou refuse that mourner's plea ? ed;

Doth not the word still fix'd remain, If we ought distressing prove, That none shall seek thy face in vain ?

Jesus is thereby affected; We his watchful love and care,

4. That were a grief I could not bear,

Didst thou not hear and answer pray'r;. In all trials richly share.

But a pray'r-hearing, answ'ring God,

Supports me under ev'ry load. BY Christ we're screen'd, with tender 5 Poor tho' I am, despis’d, forgot, care,

Yet God, my God, forgets me not; From vain and worldly noise: And he is safe, and must succeed, Ye who God's happy children are,

For whom the Lord vouchsafes to Can in the Lord rejoice,

plead. And walk in union with your God, Who is your nearest Friend,

547.*

T. 580 Upon life's rough and dang’rous road, JESUS, our Guardian, Guide and In safety to the end,

Friend,

Now thy protecting wings extend, 544.* T. 90.

Thy children save from harm; THRICE happy are the feeble souls, Would Satan seek us to devour, Whose strength is only in their Against his malice, craft and pow'r, God!

Defend us by thy outstretch'd arm. Since each the fiercest pow'r's controls, By faith in Jesus' precious blood :

548.* In combat they maintain the field,

THANKS for ever be, Because Jéhovah is their Shield.

Jesus, unto thee,

That thy strength doth us enable
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To adhere to thee, tho' feeble ;
DOTH our gracious Saviour,

That thou hear'st our pray’rs, In so many evils,

And regard'st our tears. Which the foe at christians levels,

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Kindly guard and keep us :
Ah, how should we praise him,

MIDST all trials may I cleave
In all things extol and bless him! Unto thee, my Saviour;
Love should som ardent glow, Ah, my inmost soul doth grieve
As to make us eyer

When I miss that favor:
Cleave to Christ our Saviour. Might thy grace—but always,

And thy constant nearness, 546. T. 22.

Keep my soul in clearness! GOD of my life ! on thee I call,

550. T. 167. Amicted at thy feet I fall;

THO' by trials strong surrounded When the great water-floods prevail,

Yet thro' Jesus' gracious care,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail !

This
poor

heart is not confounded, 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint!

He doth all my suft'rings share; Where should I lodge my deep com- On his pow'rful aid reclining, plaint ?

Calm I'll ev'ry grief sustain, Where but with thee, whose open door Bear the cross without repining, Invites the helpless and the poor! Till the glorious crown I gain,

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T. 15.

If they, 'midst sufl'ring, faithful here

abide, ARE we in e'er so great distress, They shall with Jesus there be glorify'd."

Our God can us deliver ;
And should he not, he ne'ertheless

3 My soul, tho' here by various trials Shall be our God for ever,

prov'd, Believe that by thy Saviour thou art

lov'd :

Submit thy will to his; with patience 552. * T. 583.

wait,

Şoon he to perfect bliss will thee transAT last he's blest, who by the Savi

late. our's blood, Was cleans'd while here, and made an

T. 189. heir of God;

WHO overcometh shall abide for ever Ev'n now the acceptable year draws A pillar in God's temple thro' his nigh,

grace, The day, which turns our sorrows into Adorned with the name of God our joy.

Saviour,

And of Jerusalem his chosen place; 2 At last God's servants ceaseless joys Lord make the feeble

Watchful and able, Who, bearing precious seed, go forth That they be stable,

And vict'ry gain.

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shall reap,

and weep;

XXIX. Hymns of Praise and Thanksgiving.
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Thee, Father, God on heav'ns throne

Thy only and beloved Son,
TE DEUM LAUDAMUS.

The Holy Ghost, who Christ displays, LORD GOD, thy praise we sing, The church doth worship thank and , To thee our thanks we bring.

praise. Both heav'nand earth doth worship thee, o Christ, thou glorious King we own Thou Father of eternity.

Thee to be God's eternal Son. To thee all angels loudly cry, The heav'ns and all the pow'rs on high: Didst not abhor the virgin's womb.

Thou, undertaking in our room, Cherubs and seraphim proclaim

The pains of death o'ercome by thee, And thrice holy to thy name: cry

Made heav'n to all believers free.
Holy is our Lord God,
Holy is our Lord God,

At God's right hand thou hast thy seat,

And in thy Father's glory great ;
Holy is our Lord God,

And we believe the day's decreed,
The Lord of Sabaoth!

Whenthou shalt judge the quick&dead. With splendor of thy glory spread Promote, we'pray, thy servants' good, Is heav'n and earth replenished.

Redeem'd with ihy most precious blood; Th' apostles' glorious company, Among thy saints make us ascend The prophets fellowship, praise thee. To glory that shall never end. The noble and victorious host

Thy people with salvation crown, Of martyrs make of thee their boast. Bless those, O Lord, that are thy own: The holy church, in ev'ry place Govern thy church, and, Lord, advance Throughout the earth, exalts thy praise. For ever thine inheritance.

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