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3.

Though hosts my son surprise,
And threaten me with death;

Though conflict after conflict rise,
I will be strong in faith.

I long to spend my days

Before thy hallowed shrine;
To ask the guidance of thy grace,

And see thy glory shine.

4

For there I feel thee nigh

In sorrow's keenest stroke;

And thou O God shalt raise me high

On the eternal rock.

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13. Ps. xxix. (Hanover Chapel.)

1 The voice of the Lord o'er the ocean breaks ;— The earth at the sound of his thunder shakes. His lightnings gleam forth like the glory of heaven:

While children of dust to destruction are drive..

2 The voice of the Lord through death and the tomb

Shall ring the knell of the infidel's doom, And waken his dust with his spirit to dwell In all the dread torment and horror of hell.

3 The voice of the Lord! how sweet are its sound While mercy yet shines o'er earth's wide: bounds.

It calls the lost soul, through repentance & fait To find in Immanuel a refuge from death.

4 The voice of the Lord! Blest Spirit imp
The message of grace to every heart:
O make us remember the time is at hand [stan
When all before Christ in the judgment mu

14.

Ps. xxxi. (Shirland.)

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2

3

Jesus I trust in Thee

I love thy glorious name,

Thy righteousness my shield shall be,
And keep my soul from shame.

Bow down thine ear and hear;

Save me from endless death,

Thou art my rock for ever near,
Give me triumphant faith.

In thy Almighty hand,
My life, my all, I place;

Thou hast redeemed me, and I stand
A monument of grace.

4

O love the Lord ye saints,
Your souls are safe in Him;
Refrain for ever your complaints,
And make his grace your theme.

15.

Ps. xxxii. (Truro.)

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1 He's blessed whose sins have pardon gained,
No more in judgment to appear;
Whose guilt remission has obtained,
And whose repentance is sincere.

2 No sooner I my wound disclosed,
The guilt that tortured me within,
But thy forgiveness interposed,
And inercy's healing balm poured in.

3 Sorrows on sorrows multiplied,

The hardened sinners shall confound; But them who in his truth confide, Blessings of mercy shall surround.

16.

Ps. xxxiv. (Devizes.)

1 Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy,

The praises of my God shall still,

My heart and tongue employ.

2 O magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt his name;

When in distress to Him I called,
He to my rescue came.

3 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;
Deliverance He affords to all,
Who on his succour trust.

4 O make but trial of his love,
Experience will decide,
How blessed are they, and only they,
Who in his truth confide.

17. Ps. xlvi. (New Sabbath.)

1 God is the refuge of his saints,

When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints

Behold Him present with his aid.

2 There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;

Life, love, and joy still gliding through,
And watering our divine abode.

The sacred stream, thy holy word,
That all our raging fear controls;
Sweet peace thy promises afford,

And give new strength to fainting souls.

4 Sion enjoys her Monarch's love,
Secure against a threat'ning hour,
Nor can her firm foundations move,
Built on his truth, and armed with power.

18.

Ps. lv. (Fetter Lane.)

1 Had I the pinions that convey
The turtle to her peaceful nest,
My weary soul should flee away
From earthly storms, and be at rest.

2 I'd seek the pure ætherial plains
That bloom in beauty ever bright,
Where my adored Redeemer reigns
Enthroned in uncreated light.

4 No cloud is there, but endless day,
And in his presence all is blessed;
There every tear is wiped away,
And every weary soul at rest.