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But will save from hell and sin;
He is faithful:||:

To perform his gracious word.

3. Tho' distresses now attend thee,
And thou tread the thorny road,
His right hand shall still defend thee,
Soon he'll bring thee home to God;
Therefore praise him, :||:
Praise the dear Redeemer's name.
Fawcett.

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BE still, my heart, these anxious
(snares;
To thee are burdens, thorns, and
They cast dishonour on thy Lord,
And contradict his gracious word.

2. Brought safely by his hand thus
far,
(care?
Why wilt thou now give place to
How canst thou want, if he provide,
Or lose thy way with such a guide?

3. When first before his mercy-seat
Thou didst thy all to him commit,
He gave thee warrant from that
hour,

To trust his wisdom, love, and

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BEGONE, unbelief! for my Saviour is near,

(pear; And for my relief he will surely apBy prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform, (the storm. With Christ in the vessel I smile at

2. Tho' dark be my way, yet since he is my guide, (provide; 'Tis mine to obey, and 'tis his to Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail,

The word he hath spoken will surely
prevail.

3. His love in time past me forbid-
deth to think,
(sink;
He'll leave me at last unrelieved to
Each sweet Ebenezer I have in re-
view,
Confirms his good pleasure to help
(me quite through.

4. Why should I complain then of
want or distress,
Temptation or pain? for he tol
(no le
The heirs of salvation, I know
his word,

Thro' much tribulation must f
their Lord.

5. How bitter the cup none
ever conceive,

Which Jesus drank up that poc
sinners might live:
His way was much rougher and
darker than mine;
(repine?
Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I

6. Since all that I meet with shall
work for my good,
The bitter is sweet and the medicine
is food;

Though painful at present, 'twill
cease before long,
And then, O how pleasant the con-
queror's song.

J. Newton.

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546. T. 79. THAT I am thine, my Lord and God, (blood, Ransom'd and sprinkled with thy Repeat that word once more,' With such an energy and light, That this world's flattery nor spite To shake me ever may have power.

2. From various cares my heart retires;

Tho' deep and boundless its desires,
I'm now to please but One,
Him, before whom the elders bow;
With him is all my business now,
And with the souls that are his

own.

3. This is my joy which ne'er can fail,

To see my Saviour's arm prevail,

To mark the steps of grace; How new-born souls, convinced M sin, (cloan, Extol his name in every place. Yet by his precious blood male

4. With these my happy lot is cast, Thro' the world's deserts rude and Or thro' its gardens fair: (waste, Whether the storm of malice

sweeps,

Or all in dead supineness sleeps,
Still to go on be all my care.

5. Yes, my dear Lord, in following Not in the dark uncertainly (thee, This foot obedient moves;

'Tis with a Brother and a King, Who many to his yoke will bring, Who ever lives and ever loves. 6. Now then my Way, my Truth, my Life, (strife, Henceforth let sorrow, doubt, and Drop off like autumn leaves: Henceforth, as privileged by thee, Simple and undistracted be My soul, which to thy sceptre

cleaves.

7. Let me my weary mind recline
On that eternal love of thine,
And human thoughts forget: (say,
Child-like attend what thou wilt
Go forth and do it, while 'tis day,
Yet never leave my safe retreat.
8. At all times to my spirit bear
An inward witness strong and
Of thy redeeming power; (clear,
This will instruct thy child aright,
This will impart the needful light,
For exigence of every hour.

9. Now then the sequel is well weigh'd,

I cast myself upon thy aid,
A sea where none can sink;

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Invites the helpless and the poor?

3. Did ever mourner plead with thee,

(plea? And thou refuse that mourner's Doth not the word still fix'd remain, (vain? That none shall seek thy face in

4. That were a grief I could not bear, (prayer; Didst thou not hear and answer But a prayer-hearing, answering Supports me under every load. (God, 5. Poor tho' I am, despis'd, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

548.*

Cowper. T. 79.

JESUS, our Guardian, Guide, and Friend,

Now thy protecting wings extend, Thy children save from harm; Would Satan seek us to devour, Against his malice, craft, and

power,

Defend us by thy outstretch'd arm. P. Gerhard.

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3.

If the Lord protect me, Sin cannot affect me,

Nought can do me harm; Although Satan rageth, Christ the storm assuageth

By his mighty arm:
Would the foe-his malice show,
Since Christ is my strength and
I dread not his power. (tower,
4. Gloomy thoughts must vanish,
Jesus doth replenish

Me with heavenly peace;
Who the Saviour loveth,
By experience proveth,

Grief is chang'd to bliss:
Tho' I here-reproach must bear,
Yet he turneth all my sadness
Into joy and gladness.

550.*

J. Frank. T. 22. JESUS, my All, my highest good, Who hast redeem'd me with thy blood,

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True counsel, comfort, help abound. 3. All who abide in faith and love, This truth in their experience prove, (trust That none who simply put their In Jesus Christ, can e'er be lost. 4. None can be so o'erwhelm'd with grief,

But they in Christ may find relief; All misery, however great, His comforts can alleviate. 5. Jesus, my only God and Lord, What comfort does thy name afford; No friend on earth can ever be For faithfulness compar'd with thee. 6. Were health, and strength, and friends withdrawn,

Were every earthly comfort gone, If I have thee, I have ev'n here What me eternally can cheer. 7. O Lord, preserve me sound in faith,

Thine let me be in life and death; May nothing pluck me from thy

hand,

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TO the hills I lift mine eyes,
To the everlasting hills;
Thence I draw divine supplies,
Thus my soul new vigor fills:
Faithful is his promis'd word:
Help, while yet I ask, is giv'n;
Giv'n by him, the sovereign Lord,
Who hath made both earth and
heaven.

2. Not the powers of earth or hell E'er thy Guardian can surprise:

Careless slumber cannot steal
Over his all-seeing eyes;
He is Israel's sure defence,
Israel all his care shall prove,
Kept by watchful Providence,
Borne by ever-waking love.

3. Thee, on evil's baleful day,
Scorching sun shall never smite;
Nor the moon with chilling ray
Ever blast thee through the night:
Safe from known or secret foes,
Free from sin and Satan's thrall,
When the flesh, earth, hell oppose,
God shall keep thee safe from all.
C. Wesley, (ad.)

553.

JESUS, lover of my soul,

T. 205.

While the raging billows roll, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the tempest still is high: Lead me in safety to the end. Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, M. Moeller. Till the storm of life is past; T. 68. Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last. 2. Other refuge have I none,

551.*

THANKS for ever be,
Jesus, unto thee,

That thy strength doth us enable
To adhere to thee, tho' feeble;
That thou hear'st our prayers,
And regard'st our tears.

J. Neander.

Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, O leave me not alone,

Still support and comfort me: All my trust on thee is stay'd, All my help from thee I bring;

Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing.

3. Thou, O Christ, art all I want,

All in all in thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind: Just and holy is thy name,

I am all unrighteousness; Vile and full of sin I am,

Thou art full of truth and grace.

4. Plenteous grace with thee is found,

Grace to pardon all my sin; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within: Thou of life the Fountain art, Freely let me take of thee; Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. C. Wesley.

XXIX. PRAISE AND THANKSGIVING.

554. T. B. p. 110. The Holy Ghost, the Comforter, The church dothworship and revere.

TE DEUM LAUDAMUS.

LORD God, thy praise we sing, To thee our thanks we bring: Both heaven and earth do worship Thou Father of eternity: (thee, To thee all angels loudly cry, The heavens and all the powers on

high: Cherubs and seraphs thee proclaim, And cry thrice holy to thy name:

Holy is our Lord God,
Holy is our Lord God,
Holy is our Lord God,
The Lord of Sabaoth.

With splendour of thy glory spread
Are heaven and earth replenished:
The apostles' glorious company,
The prophets' fellowship praise
The noble and victorious host (thee:
Of martyrs makes of thee their
boast:

The holy church in every place Throughout the earth, exalts thy praise.

Thee, Father, God on heaven's Thy only and beloved Son, (throne,

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