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Sorrow and fear are gone,
Whene'er thy face appears;
And dries the widow's tears :
It sweetly comforts me,
And lose myself in thee.
Health to the sin-sick mind,
The healer of mankind:
With thee, I mount above,
Thy all-sufficient love. 4 Jesus, to whom I fly,
Doth all my wishes fill;
I have the fountain still.
I find them all in one:
And heaven in Christ alone.
124. L.M.-Christ our Wisdom, Righteousness, Sanctification, und
Redemption. 1 Cor. i. 30, 31.
An anthem of harmonious praise;
And spread its banners in thy name. 2 In Christ I view a store divine;
My Father, all that store is thine;
3 When gloomy shades my soul o'erspread,
“ Let there be light,” the Almighty said; And Christ, my Sun, his beams displays, And scatters round celestial rays.
. 4 Condemn'd, thy criminal I stood, And awful justice ask'd my blood;
; That welcome Saviour from thy throne
Brought righteousness and pardon down. 5 My soul was all o'erspread with sin,
And lo, his grace hath made me clean!
And full redemption will bestow.
Ye angels, warble back my song;
125. C.M.-Christ our Physician: or the Puralytic at Bethesda.
John v. 6.
Whose skill is ever sure:
And free he offers cure.
While sore diseas'd ye lie?
And inward vigour give;
Shall helpless mortals live.
In thy blest paths shall run,
Where no complaint is known.
Christ, the true, the only light,
Triumph o'er the shades of night:
Day-star, in my heart appear.
Unaccompanied by thee; Joyless is the day's return,
Till thy mercy's beams I see; Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 3 Visit then this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Scatter all my unbelief:
Source of the light that rules the day,
Reflects thy rays, and speaks thy name. 2 In louder strains we sing that grace,
Which gives the Sun of Righteousness;
And scatters healing from his wings. 3 Still on our hearts
Jesus shine With beams of light and love divine; Quicken'd by him our souls shall live, And cheer'd by him shall grow and thrive.
4 O may his glories stand confest
From north to south, from east to west:
Wide as the circuit of the sun.
When, fix'd on high in purer skies,
P.M.-Christ the Fountain of Life. Zech. xiii. 1. 1 HAIL, everlasting spring!
Celestial fountain, hail!
And still they flow,
For all our wo
A sovereign cure.
And blest his bleeding heart,
Shall make us clean
From every sin,
3 To that dear source of love
Our souls this day would come,
On all their tongues,
A nobler choice be mine;
A treasure all divine.
, 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 both the Indies at my call,
Their boasted stores resign;
For leave to call thee mine.
Of this dear gift possest,
And be for ever blest.
Thy love is bliss divine;
And bid me call thee mine.
For us to build our hopes upon,
Sublime in light beyond the skies?
Nor death nor hell those hopes shall move,