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THE saints should never be dismay'd,
Nor sink in hopeless fear;
The SAVIOUR will appear.
2 This ABR’AM found : he rais'd the knife;
God saw, and said, Forbear;" Yon ram shall yield his meaner life;
Behold the victim there!
3. Once David seem'd Saul's certain prey;
But hark! the foe's at hand; Saul turns his arms another way,
To save th' invaded land.
4 When Jonah sank beneath the wave,
He thought to rise no more; But God prepar'd a fish to save,
And bear him to the shore.
5 Blest proofs of pow'r and grace divine,
That meet us in His Word ! May every deep-felt care of mine
Be trusted with the LORD!
6 Wait for His seasonable aid ;
And though it tarry, wait:
But cannot come too late.
“ As thy Day is, so shall, &c."
1 AFFLICTED saint, to CHRIst draw near,
Thy SAVIOUR's gracious promise hear;
2 Let not thy heart despond and say,
How shall I stand the trying day?" He has engag'd, by firm decree,
That as thy day thy strength shall be. 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong ;
And, if the conflict should be long,
For as thy day thy strength shall be. 4 Should persecution rage and flame,
Still trust in thy REDEEMER's Name ::
That as thy day thy strength shall be.
Or sore afflictions, pain, or loss,
Still as thy day thy strength shall be. 6 When ghastly death appears in view,
Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue :
“ Jesus hath done all things well."
i Now, in a song of grateful praise,
To God the LORD my voice I'll raise;
2 How sov'reign, wonderful, and free,
Has been His love to sinful me!
3 I spurn'd His grace, I broke His laws,
He undertook my cause;
4 And since my soul has known His love,
What mercies hath He made me prove!
My JESUS hath done all things well. 5 Soon shall I pass the vale of death, And in His arms shall close
breath; Yet then my happy soul shall tellMy Jesus hath done all things well.
6 And when to that bright world I rise,
And join the anthems in the skies,
Nor troubles rise by chance;
A sad inheritance !
And still are upwards borne; So grief is rooted in our souls,
And man grows up to mourn.
And trust His promis'd grace;
Of love and righteousness.
Shall spoil my future peace;
Than what my FATHER please.
Christ our Comfort in Distress.
The darkness shineth as the light;
O burst these bonds, and set it free!
affections to the cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean, as Thou, my LỌRD, art clean!
3 When rising floods my soul o'erflow,
When sinks my heart in waves of woe;
heart. 4 SAVIOUR, where'er Thy steps I see,
Dauntless, untir'd, I follow Thee!
And lead me to Thy holy hill !
My strength proportion to my day;
" Remember Me.!?
1 GREAT Source from whom all blessings flow
To Thee for help I flee; In all my complicated woe,
O LORD! remember me.
2 When with a broken, contrite heart,
I lift mine eyes to Thee,
In love remember me.
3 In sore temptation, when no way.
To shun the ill I see,
For good remember me.