8 Lord, decide the doubtful case!
Thou art thy people's sun;
Shine upon thy work of grace,
If it be indeed begun.
9 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray;
If I have not lov'd before,
Help me to begin to day.
HYMN 21.-C. M.
E wander in a thorny maze,
WA vale of doubts and fears;
A night illum'd with sickly rays,
A wilderness of tears.
2 We wander, bound to empty show,
The slaves of boasted will;
We wander, dupes to hope untrue,
And love to wander still.
3 We wander-while unfading joy, We ne'er with zest approve; The bliss, that sparkles to destroy, Secures our warmest love.
4 Some syren leads our steps astray,
But speaks no peace within;
We wander in a flow'ry way,
We wander heirs of sin!
5 We wander, but tho' oft we roam
Led by al urements strong;
Yet from our heav'nly Father's home,
We would not wander long.
6 Cleanse us, O Saviour, from this stain,
In mercy's living flood;
Restore the lost, and bring again
The wand'rers back to God.
HILE with ceaseless course the sun,
Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here;
Fixt in an eternal state,
They have done with all below;
We a little longer wait,
But how little none can know,
2 As the winged arrow flies,
Speedily the mark to find;
As the lightning from the skies
Darts, and leaves no trace behind;
Swiftly thus our fleeting days
Bear us down life's rapid stream;
Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise,
All below is but a dream,
3 Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew;
Teach us, henceforth, how to live
With eternity in view.
Bless thy word to young and old,
Fill us with a Saviour's love;
And when life's short tale is told,
May we dwell with thee above.
HYMN 23.-P. M.
ET us rise and go to Zion's hill, Where all in peace and glory dwell, And sit and sing to God our. King, And praise his name forevermore.
I'll march to Canaan's land,
I'll land on Canaan's shore,
Where pleasures never end,
And troubles come no more;
I'll go and see what joys are there.
2 Fare you well, my friends, I must be gone.
I have no home nor stay with you,
I'll take my staff and travel on,
Till I a better world can view.
I'll march to Canaan's land
I'll land on Canaan's shore,
Where pleasures never end,
And troubles come no more;
Farewell, my loving friends, farewell.
3 Happy soul, just gone from earth to heaven,
He flies to distant worlds above,
No more in this poor house of clay,
He dwells with God around the throne.
I'll march, &c.
Where pain and death can never come.
4 We will go, like him, to see our God, And change this earth for heaven above Come dry your tears, Christ is your friend,
He came to save poor sinful men,
I'll march to Canaan's land,
I'll land on Canaan's shore,
Where pleasures never end,
And troubles come no more;
In him our sorrows will soon end.
5 Travel on to blest eternity,
Where Jesus waits for us to come,
In death's dark gloom shout victory,
And rise to your eternal home.
I'll march, &c.
Where fear and change shall be no more
6 Golden joys above, where Jesus dwells,
His love is full for every saint,
Fountain of life immortal flows,
Through heavenly worlds without re-
All's mine, if faithful here below.
AWAKE, my soul, shake off the dream,
And know thy real excellence;
Too long I've yielded to the stream
Borne down by appetite and sense.
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