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25th P. M. 77, 87, 77, 87.
Fearless in the fire of tribulation.
H We joyfully adore thee;
Till thou appear, thy members here
2 Thou dost conduct thy people
The world, with sin and Satan,
In vain our march opposes;
By thee we shall break through them all, And sing the song of Moses.
3 By faith we see the glory
To which thou shalt restore us; The cross despise for that high prize Which thou hast set before us: And if thou count us worthy,
We each, as dying Stephen,
Shall see thee stand, at God's right hand, To take us up to heaven.
25th P. M. 77, 87, 77, 87.
Triumphing in delivering grace.
WORSHIP, and thanks, and blessing,
And strength ascribe to Jesus;
Jesus alone defends his own,
When earth and hell oppress us.
Jesus with joy we witness,
Our seals set to, that God is true,
2 Omnipotent Redeemer,
Our ransom'd souls adore thee;
3 The world's and Satan's malice,
We triumph in thy favour;
And for the love which now we prove,
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The ever-present Saviour
ESUS, to thee our hearts we lift,
With thanks for thy continued gift,
2 What mighty troubles hast thou shown
Our Jesus shall from heaven descend,
God, my glory and my shield.
THE tempter to my soul hath said,—
4 I will not fear, though armed throngs Surround my steps in all their wrath; Salvation to the Lord belongs;
His presence guards his people's path.
His everlasting arms of love.
I blush in all things to abound;
Continued.-Confident security. THILE thou art intimately nigh, Who, who shall violate my rest? Sin, earth, and hell, I now defy:
lean upon my Saviour's breast. 2 I rest beneath the' Almighty's shade, My griefs expire, my troubles cease; Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stay'd, Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. 3 Me for thine own thou lov'st to take, In time and in eternity;
Thou never, never wilt forsake
A helpless worm that trusts in thee.
Steadfast reliance upon the promises.
AWAY, my needless fears,
And doubts, no longer mine; A ray of heavenly light appears,— A messenger divine.
2 Thrice comfortable hope,
That calms my troubled breast; My Father's hand prepares the cup, And what he wills is best.
3 If what I wish is good,
And suits the will divine,
By earth and hell in vain withstood,
4 Still let them counsel take
To frustrate his decree;
By Heaven design'd for me.
5 Here then I doubt no more, But in his pleasure rest;
Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power, Engage to make me blest.
Grateful praise for delivering mercy.
O Saviour, do not now disdain
3 Pale death, with all his ghastly train,
4 To thee, O Lord of life, we pray'd,
O save,-in our distress we said,-
5 How good thou art! how large thy grace! How ready to forgive!
Thy mercies crown our fleeting days;
6 Our eyes no longer drown'd in tears,
Redeem'd from death and guilty fears,
All things in Christ.
THOU very present aid
In suff'ring and distress;
The mind which still on thee is stay'd,
Is kept in perfect peace.
2 The soul by faith reclined
On the Redeemer's breast,
'Mid raging storms, exults to find An everlasting rest.