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2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame: Gird up your loins as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 “Watch,” 'tis your Lord's command, And while we speak he's near; Mark the first signal from his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O, happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honor crown'd.
297. Self-Consecration. C. M.
1 Yes, I will be for ever thine,
Bought at the price of blood;
My feeble pow'rs shall all combine
To serve the living God.
2 I consecrate my all to thee,
Here at thy mercy-seat;
Poor as the offering may be,
I lay it at thy feet. Ch. Psalmist.
298. A Blessing Invoked. L. M.
1 Indulgent God of love and power,
Be with us at this solemn hour !
Smile on our souls; our plans approve,
By which we seek to spread thy love.
2 Let each discordant thought be gone,
And love unite our hearts in one;
Let all we have and are combine
To forward objects so divine.
299. Daily Self-eramination. 8, 6.
1 At evening to my soul I say,
Come give account for all the day,
Its moments, and its hours!
What rightly thought, or said, or done,
What grace attain'd, or knowledge won,
For whom employ'd thy powers?
2 What dying sinner hast thou warn'd,
And meekly pray'd, though he hath scorn'd,
That Christ would him forgive?
In all, hast thou with single eye
Sought Christ alone to glorify,
For him alone to live? J. B. H.
300. The Christian's Voyage. C. M. • 1 Believers now are toss'd about On life's tempestuous main; But grace assures beyond a doubt, They shall their port attain. 2 They must, they shall appear one day, Before the Saviour's throne: The storms they meet with by the way, But make his mercy known.
3 Their passage lies across the brink
Of many a threat'ning wave;
The world expects to see them sink,
But Jesus lives to save.
4 Lord! though we are but feeble worms,
Yet since thy word is pass'd,
We'll venture through a thousand storms,
To see thy face at last. Newton.
301. “Yeshall have Tribulation.” S. M.
1 Through tribulations deep
The path to glory lies;
And saints, in faith, must pray and weep,
Ere they shall reach the skies.
2 Then in temptation's flood,
Though trembling, we'll rejoice;
Still trusting in atoning blood,
And cheer'd by Jesus' voice!
a 3 The world's annoying cares,
Her guileful pleasures too,
And all the tempter's triple snares,
Our Lord will bring us through'
4 Then with “the footmen” run,
Or “horsemen” still contend;
Nor think the mighty vict'ry won,
Till life itself shall end!
5 For 'tis through Jordan's swell
Our battle must be driv'n,
Before we conquer earth and hell,
And vict'ry shout in heav'n' J. B. H.
302. Religion vain without Love. L. M.
1 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews
And nobler speech than angels use,
If love be absent, I am found,
Like tinkling brass, an empty sound.
2 Were I inspired to preach and tell
All that is done in heaven and hell,
Or could my faith the world remove,
Still I am nothing without love.
3 Should I distribute all my store
To feed the bowels of the poor,
Or give my body to the flame,
To gain a martyr's glorious name:
4 If love to God, and love to men,
Be absent, all my hopes are vain:
Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal,
The work of love can e'er fulfil. watts.
303. Christ all our Hope. 7's.
1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From thy wounded side that flow'd,
Be of sin the perfect cure,
Save me, Lord, and make me pure.
2 Should my tears for ever flow,
Should my zeal no languor know,
This for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and thou alone!
In my hand no price I bring;
Simply to thy cross I cling.
3 While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyelids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold thee on thy throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee. Toplady.
304. Preparation of the Heart. 7's.
1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee, Nay.