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And fill us with fears,

We triumph by faith: He cannot take from us, Though oft he has tried, This heart-cheering promiseThe Lord will provide!

He tells us we're weak,
Our hope is in vain,
The good that we seek
We ne'er shall obtain;
But when such suggestions
Our spirits have plied,
This answers all questions,-
The Lord will provide.

No strength of our own
Or goodness we claim;
Yet since we have known
The Saviour's great name,
In this our strong tower
For safety we hide,-
The Lord is our power,
The Lord will provide.

When life sinks apace,

And death is in view,

This word of His grace

Shall comfort us through:

No fearing or doubting,
With Christ on our side,
We hope to die shouting,
The Lord will provide!

8. ESAU. Chap. xxv. Heb. xii. 16. POOR Esau repented too late,

That once he his birthright despised, And sold, for a morsel of meat,

What could not too highly be prized:
How great was his anguish when told,
The blessing he sought to obtain
Was gone with the birthright he sold,
And none could recall it again.

He stands as a warning to all,
Wherever the Gospel shall come;
O hasten and yield to the call,

While yet for repentance there's room! Your season will quickly be past,

Then hear and obey it to-day,

Lest, when you seek mercy at last,

The Saviour should frown you away.

What is it the world can propose?
A morsel of meat at the best!

For this are you willing to lose
A share in the joys of the blest?

Its pleasures will speedily end,

Its favour and praise are but breath;
And what can its profits befriend
Your soul in the moments of death?

If Jesus, for these, you despise,
And sin to the Saviour prefer;
In vain your entreaties and cries

When summon'd to stand at His bar :

How will you His presence abide?

What anguish will torture your heart! The saints all enthroned by His side, And you be compell'd to depart.

Too often, dear Saviour, have I
Preferr'd some poor trifle to Thee;
How is it Thou dost not deny

The blessing and birthright to me?
No better than Esau I am,

Though pardon and heaven be mine; To me belongs nothing but shame, The praise and the glory be Thine!

9. JACOB'S LADDER.

Chap. xxviii. 12.

IF the Lord our Leader be,
We may follow without fear:
East or west, by land or sea,

Home, with Him, is everywhere:

When from Esau Jacob fled,

Though his pillow was a stone, And the ground his humble bed, Yet he was not left alone.

Kings are often waking kept,

Rack'd with cares on beds of state: Never king like Jacob slept,

For he lay at heaven's gate. Lo! he saw a ladder rear'd,

Reaching to the heavenly throne; At the top the Lord appear'd, Spake, and claim'd him for His own.

'Fear not, Jacob, thou art Mine,
And My presence with thee goes';
On thy heart My love shall shine,
And My arm subdue thy foes:
From My promise comfort take,
For My help in trouble call;
Never will I thee forsake

Till I have accomplish'd all.'

Well does Jacob's ladder suit

To the Gospel throne of grace;
We are at the ladder's foot,
Every hour, in every place.
By assuming flesh and blood,

Jesus heaven and earth unites;

We by faith ascend to God,*

God to dwell with us delights.

They who know the Saviour's name
Are for all events prepared;
What can changes do to them

Who have such a Guide and Guard?
Should they traverse earth around,
To the ladder still they come :

Every spot is holy ground,

God is there--and He's their home.

10. MY NAME IS JACOB. Chap. xxxii. 27.

NAY, I cannot let Thee go

Till a blessing Thou bestow; Do not turn away Thy face,

Mine's an urgent, pressing case.

Dost Thou ask me who I am?

Ah, my Lord, Thou know'st my name;

Yet the question gives a plea

To support my suit with Thee.

Thou didst once a wretch behold,
(In rebellion blindly bold,)
Scorn Thy grace, Thy power defy:
That poor rebel, Lord, was I.
Once a sinner near despair,

Sought Thy mercy-seat by prayer ;

* 2 Cor. vi. 15.

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