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3 The LORD our glory and defence,
Strength, and salvation gives ;
Thy God for ever lives.
HUMAN WEAKNESS AND
Strength shall be equal to thy day;"?
Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 2 I glory in infirmity,
That Christ's own pow'r may rest on me;
· HY M N 264:
JOB V. 19.
Hy shou'd I doubt his love at last, !
With anxious thoughts perplexe ?
Will save me in the next :
With more than conquest bleft,
To my redeemer's breaft.
DESI RING CHRIST.
My everlasting rest froin sin !
My strength, and health, and Thield; and
My boast, my confidence, and might,
My gospel-hope, my calling's prize, :-My tree of life, my paradise.,
H Y M N 266.
SA ALVATION! O the joyful sound !
What pleasure to our eats 1''
A cordial for our fears. 2 Salvation !' let the echo fly
The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the found !
3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb!
To thee the praise belongs :
And dwell upon our tongues..
EVERY CREATURE AT God's COMMAND.
· Elijah's example declares,
Whatever distrefs may betide, The saints may commit all their cares
To him who will always provide. When rain long withheld from the earth
Occasion'd a famine of bread,
By ravens was constantly fed. 2 More likely to rob than to feed,
Were ravens who live upon prey ;
His goodness will find out a way.
Who know not how faith can prevail;
Than one of God's promises fail. 3 Nor is it a fingular cafe';
The wonder is often renew'd ;
Thus worldlings, tho' ravens indeed,
Tho' greedy and felfish their mind, If God has a servant to feed,
Against their own wills can be kind, 4 Thus Satan, the raven unclean,
That croaks in the ears of the saints, O'erruld by a power unseen,
Administers oft to their wants : God teaches them how to find food
From all the temptations they feel : This raven who thirsts for my blood,
Has help'd me to many a meal. 5 How safe and how happy are they
Who on the good Shepherd rely!
Their wants he will surely supply.
All creatures obey his command:
And leave all my cares in his hand.
HY M N 268.
VANITY OF THE WORLD.
GOD gives his mercies to be spent,
Your hoard will do your soul nogood; Gold is a blefing only lent,
Repaid by giving others food.
2 The world's esteem is but a bribe :
To buy their peace you'll sell your own;
o fad conclusion that it brings ; The honey of a crouded hive,
Defended by a thousand stings. 4 'Tis thus the world rewards the foals
That live upon her treach'rous smiles; She leads them blindfold by her rules,
And ruins all whom she beguiles. 5 God knows the thousands who go down
From pleasure into endless woe:
And dread their Maker as they go. 6 O fearful thought! be timely wise,
Delight but in a Saviour's charms,
Embrac'd in everlasting arms.
HYMN 269 .
COME, guilty souls, and flee away,
Like doves, to Jesu's wounds;
Wherein free grace abounds.