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The Son of God, the Son of man,
He had not where to lay his head.
For me, whom watchful angels keep;
He smooths my bed, and gives me sleeps. 9 Jesus protects; my fears, begone:
What can the rock of
Thine everlasting arms of love. 5 While thou art intimately nigh,
Who, who shall violate my rest! Sin, earth, and hell I now defy;
I lean upon my Saviour's breast. 6 I rest beneath th' Almighty's shade,
My griefs expire, my troubles cease; Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stay'ı,
Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. 7 Me for thine own thou lov'st to take
In time and in eternity; Thou never, never wilt forsake
A helpless worm that trusts in thee.
S. M. 468.
It shall be well with the righteous
Isa. iii. 10. 1 WHAT cheering words are these!
Their sweetness who can tell? In time and to eternity,
'Tis with the righteous well. 2
In ev'ry state secure,
And well when call'd to die,
'Tis well when darkness veils the skies,
And strong temptations blow. 4 'Tis well when on the mount
They feast on dying love;
When they the furnace prove. 5 'Tis well when at his throne,
They wrestle, weep, and pray,
Yet bring their wants away. 6 'Tis well when Jesus calls,
From earth and sin, arise,
Made to salvation wise.
Thro' various deaths my soul hath led,
Or lifted up my sinking head! 2 In all my ways thy hand I own,
Thy ruling providence I see:
And still direct my paths to thee. s Whither, O whither should I fly,
But to my loving Saviour's breast;
And safe beneath thy wings to rest; 4 I have no skill the snare to shun,
But thou, O Christ! my wisdoin art:
But thou art greater than my heart. 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind,
Lead me a way I have not known;
6 Enlarge my heart to make thee room ;
Enter, and in me ever stay: The crooked then shall straight become;
The darkness shall be lost in day!
C. M. ' AND let this feeble body fail,
And or ; My soul shall quit the mournful vale,
And soar to worlds on high: Shall join the disembodied saints,
And find its long-sought rest: That only bliss for which it pants
In the Redeemer's breast.
I now the cross sustain;
And smile at toil and pain:
Till my Deliv’rer come:
And take his exile home.
Before my ravish'd eyes,
And trees of paradise!
Who taste the pleasures there!
And conqu'ring palms they bear. 19 what are all my suffPrings here,
If, Lord, thou count me meet,
And worship at thy feet!
away: But let me find them all again In that eternal day.
(324.) L. M.
Safety in Gocha · COURAGE, my soul! while God is near,
What enemy hast thou to fear? How canst thou want a sure defence,
Whose refuge is Omnipotence?
My God can chase my fears away:
And all those dangers still defies. 3 Tho' billows after billows roll,
To overwhelm my sinking soul;
Upheld by God's almighty hand. $ In life, his presence is my aid;
In death, 'twill gui-le me thro' the shade;
C. M. 472.
God's Presence is light.
T'he life of my delights,
And comfort of my nights.
My dawning is begun;
And he my rising sun.
With beams of sacred bliss,
And whispers I am his!
At that transporting word,
3 Fearless of hell and ghastly death
I'd break through every foe;
L. M. 473. No Trust in the Creatures; or, Faith dis
Divine Grace and Power. 1 MY spirit looks to God alone;
My rock and refuge is his throne. In all my fears in all my straits,
My soul on his salvation waits.
Pour out your hearts before his face:
God is our all sufficient aid.
The baser sort are vanity;
Light as a puff of empty air.
you grasp the fleeting smoke, And not believe what God hatia spoke? ó Once has his awful voice declared, Once and again my ears have heard,
All power is his eternal due:
Grace is a partner of the throne:
sweet to rest in lively hope,
That when my change shall come,