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5 Roar on, ye waves; our souls defy

Your roaring to disturb our rest;
In vain to impair the calm ye try-

The calm in a believer's breast.
6 Rage, while our faith the Saviour tries,

Thou sea, the servant of his will; Rise, while our God permits thee, rise,

But fall when he shall say,-Be still. 1044

S. M.
Praise for protecting mercy.
THEN o'er the deep we rode,

By winds and storns assail'd;
We call'd upon the ocean's God,

Whose mercy never fail'd.
2 The tempest heard his voice,

The winds obey'd his will;
The elements withheld their noise,

And all the floods were still.
3 With joy we hail'd the shore,

And safe the vessel moor'd;
With grateful bearts, that happy hour,

We praised the ocean's Lord.
4 Thus, while o'er seas we roam,
Thy goodness, Lord, we see ;
Though distant from our native home,

We are not far from thee.
5 And when this life is past,

And we are call'd to die,
O may, we see thy face at last

In realms beyond the sky.
6 Then, as we join the bands

Beyond the swelling wave,
We'll praise thee with uplifted hande,

And sing thy power to save.

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29th P. M. 4 liner 19. Save, Lord, or we perisk. THEN through the torn sail the wild tempest When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is

gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker,--Save, Lord, or we perish! 2 O Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despuir from the pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, Who cries, in his anguish, Save, Lord, or we perish 1

And, 0, when the whirlwind of passion is raging, Wben sin in our hearts its sad warfare is waging, Then send down thy grace,thy redeemed to cherish; Lebuke the destroyer, -Save, Lord, or we perish!


18th P. M. 10, 5, 11. Deliverance from danger, ALL praise to the Lord, who rules with a word And limits its rage by his steadfast decree : Whose providence binds or releases the winds,

And compels them again, At his beck, to put on the invisible chain. 2 E'en now he hath heard our cry, and appear'd

On the face of the deep, And commanded the tempest its distance to keep His piloting hand hath brought us to land,

And, no longer distress'd, We are joyful again in the haven to rest. 3 O that all men would raise His tribute of praise,

His goodness declare,
And thankfully sing of his fatherly cate;
With rapture approve His dealings of love,

And the wonders proclaim
Perform'd by the virtue of Jesus's Name.


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1st P. M. 6 lines 88.

A solemn vigil.
How many pass the guilty night 1
11 In revelling and frantic inirth!
The creature is their sole delight,

Their happiness the things of earth :
For us suffice the season past:
We choose the better part at last.
2 We will not close our wakeful eyes,

We will not let our eyelids sleep,
But humbly lift them to the skies,

And all u solemn vigil keep;
So many nights on sin bestow'd,
Can we not watch one hour for God!
3 We can, Jesus, for thy sake,

Devote our every hour to thee;
Speak but the word, our souls shall wake,

And sing with cheerful melody:
Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ,
And every heart shall dance for joy.
4 Blest object of our faith and love,

We listen for thy welcome voice;
Oar persons and our works approve,

And bid us in thy strength rejoice;
Now let us hear the mighty cry,
And shout to find the Bridegroom nigh.
5 Shout in the midst of us, O King.

Of saints, and let our joys abound;
Let us rejoice, give thanks, and sing,

And triumph in redemption found.
We ask in faith for every soul;
O let our glorious joy be full!

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6 O may we all triumphant rise ;

With joy upon our heads retum;
And far above these nether skies,

By thee on eagles' wings upbome,
Through all yon radiant circles mave,
And gain the highest heaven of love.

1st P. M. 6 line 8. A living sacrifice unto the Lord. TISDOM ascribe, and might, and praise,

To God, who lengthens out our days: Who spares is yet another year, And makes us see his goodness here: O may we all the tinie redeem, And henceforth live and die to him! 2 How often, wben his arm was bared, Hath he our sinful Israel spared; Let me alone,-his merey cried, And turu'd the vengeful bolt aside; Indulged another kind reprieve, And strangely suffer'd us to live. 3 Merciful God, how shall we raise Our hearts to pay thee all thy praise ! Our hearts shall beat for thee Alone ; Our lives shall make thy goodness known; Our souls anil bodies shall be thine, A living sacrifice divine. 1049

C. M. A midnight song, JOIN al oransom i sons of grace, And shout to the Redeemer's praise

A solemn midnight song. 2 Blissingand thanks, and love, and might,

Be to rur Jesus given,
Who turns our darkness into light,

Who turns our hell to heaven.

3 Thither our faithful souls he leads;

Tbither he bids us rise,
Witb crowns of joy upon our heads,

To meet Him in the skies.

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1050 3d P. M. 4 68 & 2 88.

The Bridegroom cometh.
YEwingin, souls, arise;

With all the dead, awake;
Unto salvation wise,

Oil in your vessels take:
Upstarting at the midnight cry--
Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh!
2 He conies, he comes, to call

The nutions to his bar,
And take to glory all

Who meet for glory are :
Made ready for your full reward;
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord.
3 Go, meet him in the sky,

Your everlasting Friend;
Your Head to glorify,

With all his saints ascend :
Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace
To see, without á veil, bis face.
4 The everlasting doors

Sbull sonn the saints receive,
With Beraphs, thrones, and powers,

In glorious joy to live ;
Far from a world of grief and sin,
With God eternally shut in.
8 Then let us wait to hear

The trumpet's welcome sound :
To are our Lord appar,

May we be wateling found :
And when thou dost the heavens bew,
Be found-as, Lord, thou find'st us now.

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