5 Thou, Father! seest where glows
Compassion in the mind,

And thou hast said, who mercy
Alone shall mercy find.

84.

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MAT. xviii. 19, 20.

1 WHERE two or three with sweet accord,

Obedient to their Saviour's word,
Meet to recount his acts of grace,
And offer solemn prayer and praise:

2 There Christ will be, himself declares,
To hear and to present their prayers;
With faith and hope to cheer the heart,
And strength to every grace impart.

3 O blessed promise! now we come
Within our Father's hallow'd dome,
His grace to hear, his praise proclaim,
And worship in the Saviour's name.

4 Bless'd Saviour! now thy word fulfill,
Now let us all thy presence feel;
Now send thy spirit from above;
Now fill our hearts with sacred love.

85.

MAT. XX. 20-28.

1 FRIENDS of Christ! recall to mind

The example of your Head: Lowliness, and patient love, Whither, whither are ye fled? H

2 Can the love of power and rule, Ever among christians reign; Deeds and words of cruel wrong,

E'er the church of Christ profane?

3 Such was not the blessed word, Taught us by the Lord of life; His example how unlike

To the sons of pride and strife!

4 He his heavenly glory veil'd,
Meekly minister'd for us;
As our ransom gave his life,
Suffer'd on the shameful cross.

5 And shall we in pride contend,
Stoop not for a brother's good?
We who follow him who shed,
For the lost, his precious blood?

6 Earthly passions cease to reign,
Let the voice of strife be still;
And thy spirit, blessed Lord!
Let us ever, ever feel.

86.

MAT. xxiii. 37, 38.

1 WITH anxious heart, the parent bird

calls all her offspring round;

When fearful vultures beat the air,
and slaughter stains the ground.

2 The trembling brood, by nature taught, fly to the known retreat;

Beneath her downy wings are safe,
and find the shelter sweet.

3 Thus warns the Saviour us to fly
betimes our fatal foes,

And 'neath the shelter of his care,
to come and find repose.

4 But men, alas! depraved men,
refuse to lend an ear;

Their only refuge madly fly,
and rather die than hear.

89.

MAT. XXV. 40.

1 NEVER can we pay the debt,

Which we owe to love divine:
What, my Saviour! can we give,
When the world all is thine?

2 But thou brethren hast on earth,

And their good thou deem'st thine own; In the good we do to them,

May our love to thee be shown.

3 Yes; to clothe and feed the poor,
Weary pris'ners to relieve,
As a tribute to himself,

Christ will graciously receive.

4 O! then, when disciples mourn,
May we our Redeemer see;
Hear his words, "Whate'er ye do
To the least, ye do to me."

5 At the great, the judgement day,
Those alone for his are own'd,

Who thus show their love to him,
Thus in works of love abound.

88.

MARK Viii. 38.

1 ASHAM'D of Christ! my soul disown
the mean ungen'rous thought;
Asham'd of him, whose sacred blood
has my salvation bought.

2 Our Light, our Saviour, and our King,
from heaven to earth he came;
For us endur'd the painful cross,
for us despis'd the shame.

3 To bear his name, his cross to bear,
our highest honour is;

Who nobly suffers now for him, shall reign with him in bliss.

4 But should we, in the trying day, from our profession fly,

He, in his glorious day of power, shall also us deny. ·

89.

MARK ix. 2-8.

1 To raise their minds and to support their faith,
Sinking in prospect of his cross and death;
Behold Messiah, to the chosen three,
Presents himself in glorious majesty.

2 A mountain's lone retreat with them he seeks,
Where no rude step the calm seclusion breaks;
And whilst, in power, his prayers ascend the skies,
Transfigur'd he appears before their eyes.

3 His face was like the sun in glory bright,

His raiment glistering shone as purest light, While saints descending from the realms of bliss, Appear communing of his near decease.

4. And lo! a cloud refulgent from the skies, Spreads o'er its shade, and from the midst a voice, "Behold my Son! in every trial dear,

Him ever trust, with rev'rence ever hear."

5 His followers heard, and struck with awe profound,
Fall with their faces prostrate to the ground;
Till Jesus comes, the heavenly vision o'er,
Revives their hearts and bids them fear no more.

6 Now hath he gone to reign in realms above,
Unveil'd his glory, but the same his love;
On him we rest, to him we raise our eyes,
And see our present stay and future joys..

90.

MARK ix. 14.

1 JESUS! our soul's delightful choice,
In thee believing we rejoice;

Yet still our joy is mix'd with grief,
While faith contends with unbelief.

2 Thy promises our hearts revive,

And keep our fainting hopes alive;
But guilt, and fears, and sorrows rise,
And hide the promise from our eyes.

3 O! put each anxious doubt to flight,
Disperse the shadows with thy light,
And let the glories of thy name,
With warmer love our hearts inflame.