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3 Thy power, O Lord, is round us still,
Though shrouded from our feeble sight,
To guard, in danger's hour, from ill,
To lead us in the way of right.

4 Oh! if temptation's path we tread,
Still may we feel that Thou art near;
And in Thy servants' bosom shed,
The spirit of Thy love and fear!

5 Then, as of old, the hour which hears
Thy word, shall see that word obeyed;
And rescued souls, with grateful tears,
Shall bless Thy spirit's timely aid.

204. L. M.

1 "See how he loved!" exclaimed the Jews, As tender tears from Jesus fell,

My grateful heart the thought pursues,
And on the theme delights to dwell.
2 See how he loved, who travelled on,
Teaching the doctrine from the skies;
Who bade disease and pain begone,
And called the sleeping dead to rise.
3 See how he loved, who firm yet mild,
Patient endured the scoffing tongue;
Though oft provoked, he ne'er reviled,
Or did his greatest foe a wrong.

4 See how he loved, who never shrank
From toil or danger, pain or death;
Who all the cup of sorrow drank,
And meekly yielded up his breath.
5 Such love can we, unmoved, survey?
O may our breast with ardour glow,
To tread his steps, his laws obey,
And thus our warm affection show.

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1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord,
I read my duty in thy word:
But in thy life the law appears
Drawn out in living characters.

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such deference to thy Father's will,
Such love, and meekness so divine;
I would transcribe and make them mine.

3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air,
Witnessed the fervour of thy prayer;
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict, and thy victory too.

4 Be thou my pattern! may I bear
More of thy gracious image here!
That God, in heaven, may find in me
A soul prepared to dwell with thee.

206. L. M.

1 So let our lips and lives express
The holy gospel we profess;

So let our works and virtues shine,
To prove the doctrine all divine.

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad
The honours of our Saviour, God;
When the salvation reigns within,
And grace subdues the power of sin.
3 Our flesh and sense must be denied,
Passion and envy, lust and pride;
While justice, temperance, truth, and love
Our inward piety approve.

4 Religion bears our spirits up,

While we expect that blessed hope,
The bright appearance of our Lord,
And faith stands leaning on his word.

207. P. M.

1 In the Cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the Cross forsake me
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,

From the Cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the Cross are sanctified;

Peace is there that knows no measure
Joys that through all time abide.
5 In the Cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

208. P. M.

1 Father! reveal Thy Son in me,
To my soul's eye, unclouded;
The fulness of Thy deity,

In mortal semblance shrouded,
When, for a Name o'er every Name,
He bore the Cross, despised the shame,
And rose-the world's Redeemer.

2 All things for him, may I forsake;
In poverty and weakness,
His gentle burden on me take,

And wear his yoke with meekness:
So shall I find in labour rest,

In suffering, peace,- of Christ possessed,
In me the hope of glory.

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1 When our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'erflow;

When we mourn the lost, the dear,
Gracious God of Jesus! hear.

2 He our throbbing flesh hath worn,
He our mortal griefs hath borne,
He hath shed the human tear;
Heir of Jesus! hush thy fear.

3 When we tread the lonely vale, When our flesh and heart shall fail, At the final conflict near,

Gracious God of Jesus! hear.

4 He hath bowed the dying head;
He the blood of life hath shed;
He hath filled a mortal bier;
Heir of Jesus! hush thy fear.

5 When the heart is sad within
With the thought of all its sin;
When the spirit shrinks with fear,
Gracious God of Jesus! hear.

6 He the spirit's strife hath known;
He the spirit's victory won;
He hath now no grief to bear;
Heir of Jesus! hush thy fear.

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