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3 This is the pillar of our hope,
That bears our fainting spirits up;
4 Should vile blasphemers with disdain
Pronounce the truths of JESUS vain,
Casting the Gospel-net.
1 WHEN Peter, through the tedious night,
Had often cast his net in vain ;
He gladly let it down again.
2 Once more the Gospel-net we cast;
Do Thou, O LORD, the effort own: We learn from disappointments past,
To rest our hope on Thee alone.
30! by a SAVIOUR's dying love,
To ev'ry wounded heart reveald, Temptations, fears, and guilt remove,
And be their Sun, and Strength, and Shield.
4 To mourners speak a cheering word;
On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine; Let poor backsliders be restor'd,
And all thy saints in praises join.
Meditating and Conversing on the Scriptures.
1 WHEN quiet in my house I sit,
Thy book be my companion still ;
Talk o'er the records of Thy will,
2 O may the gracious words divine,
Subject of all my converse be!
And walk and talk Himself with me:
3 Oft as I lay me down to rest,
O may the reconciling Word
While on the bosom of my LORD,
4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise,
Thee may I publish all day long ; And let Thy precious Word of grace.
Flow from my heart, and fill my tongue ! Fill all my life with purest love, And join me to the church above.
Blessedness of Gospel Times.
How beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Sion's hill !
And words of peace reveal !
How charming is their voice!
How sweet the tidings are ! Sion, behold thy SAVIOUR-KING,
He reigns and triumphs here.'
3 How happy are our ears,
That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found !
4 How blessed are our eyes,
That see this heav'nly light!
But died without the sight.
The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
And deserts learn the joy.
6 The LORD makes bare His arm
Through all the earth abroad : Let ev'ry nation now behold
Their SAVIOUR and their God.
v i HAPPY are they to whom the LORD
His gracious Name makes known!
Adopts them for His own!
2 He calls them to His
They find His presence near.
They count the trial small;
It makes amends for all.
4 Though meanly clad, and coarsely fed,
And, like their SAVIOUR, poor;
For all the worldling's store. 5 When cheer'd with faith's sublimer joys,
They mount on eagles' wings;
The pride and pomp of kings.
6 Dear LORD, assist our souls to pay
The debt of praise we owe,
And heav'n begun below.
Famine of the Word of the Lord.
i GLADNESS was spread thro' Israel's host
When first they manna view'd;
And thought it pleasant food.
From day to day the same,
Although from heav'n it came.
And makes a people glad;
When easy to be had: 4 But should the LORD, displeas'd, withhold
The bread His mercy sends;
Would make but poor amends.
How dull the Sabbath prove, Could we no longer meet to hear
The precious truths we love!
6 Preserve us from this judgment, LORD,
For Jesu's sake we plead:
Would be a stroke indeed!