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5 Happy the man who wisdom gains,

In whose obedient heart she reigns;
He owns, and will for ever own,
Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven, are one.

63. C. M. Relief Hymns.

The Lamb feeding the Saints. WHILE in this dark and dreary land, Let holy souls exalt their eyes,

To joys within the vail. 2 There sits enthron'd the glorious Lamb,

While saints adore around; Angels, in shining circles, pay

Their homage most profound. 3 The Lamb illuminates the place,

With splendours here unknown, And pours the rivers of his grace

Fresh from beneath the throne.
4 His flock he leads to scenes of bliss,

With joys unfading crown'd,
Nor can they thirst while living streams

Unfailing flow around.
5 Behold, our smiling God appears,

And bids our griefs remove, And wipes away our falling tears, With the soft hand of love.

64. C. M. Relief Hymns.

Christ, the Rock and Refuge. HE

TE who on earth. as man was known,

And bore our sins and pains, Now, seated on the eternal throne,

The God of glory reigns,
2 His hands the wheels of nature guide

With an unerring skill;
And countless worlds, extended wide,

Obey his sovereign will.

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3 This land, through which his pilgrims go,

Is desolate and dry;
But streams of grace for ever flow,

Their thirst to satisfy
4 When troubles, like a burning sun,

Beat heavy on their head,
To this almighty Rock they run,

And find a soothing shade.
5 How glorious He! how happy they

In such a constant Friend!
Whose love secures them all the way,
And crowns them at the end.

65. C. M. Epis. Coll.

Christ, the way, truth, and life.
NHOU art the way to thee alone

From sin and death I flee;
And he who would the Father own,

Must seek him, Lord, by thee.
2 Thou art the truth-thy word alone,

True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst inform the mind,

And purify the heart.
3 Thou art the life-the rending tomb

Proclaims thy conquering arm;
And those who put their trust in thee,

Nor death, nor hell shall harm.
4 Thou art the way, the truth, the lise;

Grant us that way to know,
That truth to keep, that life to win,
Whose joys eternal flow.

66. S. M. Steele. Jesus, a Shepherd. Psalm xxiii. 1, 2, 3. WHILE, my Redeemer's near

My shepherd and my guide, I bid farewell to anxious fear,

My wants are all supplied.

2 To ever-fragrant meads,

Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads,

And guards my sweet repose. 3 Along the lovely scene,

Cool waters gently roll, Transparent, sweet, and all serene,

To cheer my fainting soul. 4 Here let my spirit rest,

How sweet a lot is mine!
With pleasure, food, and safety blest,

Beneficence divine!
5 Dear shepherd, if I stray,

My wandering feet restore,
To thy fair pastures guide my way,
And let me rove no more.

67. C. M. Rippon's Selection. Christ the desire of all Nations. Hag. ii. 7.

Thou lovely Prince of grace! Thy uncreated beauties shine

With never-fading rays.
2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end,

Come bending at thy feet;
To thee their prayers and vows ascend,

In thee their wishes meet.
3 Thy name as precious ointment shed,

Delights the church around; Sweetly the sacred odours spread

Through all Immanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy spirits live

On thine exhaustless store;
From thee they all their bliss receive,

And still thou givest more.
5 Thou art their triumph, and their joy,

They find their all in thee;
Thy glories shall their tongues employ

To all eternity.

Yobter choice be mine

68. CM. Steele. Jesus the Pearl of great price. Matt. xiii. 45, 4

glittering toys of earth, adieu! A real prize attracts my view,

A treasure all divine.
2 Begone, unworthy of my cares,

Ye specious baits of sense;
Inestimable worth appears,

The Pearl of price immense. 3 Jesus, to multitudes unknown,

O name divinely sweet!
Jesus, in thee, in thee alone,

Wealth, honour, pleasure meet.
4 Should earth's vain treasures all depart,

Of this dear gift possessid,
I'd clasp it to my joyful heart,

And be for ever blest.
5 Dear sovereign of my soul's desires,

Thy love is bliss divine;
Accept the wish that love inspires,

And bid me call thee mine.

69. C. M. Toplady.

Jesus all in all.

COMPAR'Di with Christ, in all beside

I
The one thing needful, dearest Lord,

Is to be one with thee.
2 The sense of thy expiring love
Into my

soul convey; Thyself bestow-for thee alone,

My all in all, I pray.
3 Less than thyself will not suffice

My comfort to restore;
More than thyself I cannot crave,

And thou canst give no more.

4 Lov'd of my God, for him again

With love intense I'd burn;
Chosen of thee ere time began,

I'd choose thee in return.
5 Whate'er consists not with thy love,

O teach me to resign;
I'm rich to all th' intents of bliss
If thou, O God, art mine.

70. C. M. Steele.
Jesus a Surety. Heb. vii. 22. Prov. xi. 15.

THE kind Redeemer left his throne,
Surprising mercy, love unknown!

To suffer, bleed, and die.
2 He took the dying traitor's place,

And suffer'd in his stead;
For man–O miracle of grace!

For man the Saviour bled.
3 Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell

In thy atoning blood !
By this are sinners snatch'd from hell,

And rebels brought to God.
4 Jesus, my soul adoring bends

To love so full, so free;
And may I hope this love extends

Its sacred power to me ?
5 What glad return can I impart

For favours so divine ?
O take my all-this worthless heart,
And make it wholly thine.

71. C. M. Cowper.

Fountain opened. Zech. xiii. 1.
THERE is a fountain filled with blood
And sinners plung'd beneath that flood

Lose all their guilty stains.

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