3. Oh! what pleasures there await us!
There the tempests cease to roar;
There it is, that those who hate us
Shall molest our peace no more:
Trouble ceases
On that tranquil, happy shore.
WHAT troubles can their hearts o'erwhelm,
Who view a Saviour near?
Whose Father sits and guides the helm;
Whose voice forbids their fear?
2. Let tempests rage, and billows rise,
And mortal firmness shrink;
Their anchor fastens in the skies;
Their bark no storm can sink.
3. God is their Joy and Portion still,
When earthly good retires;
He shall their hearts sustain and fill,
When earth itself expires.
322 7s. His Safety, in times of National Trouble.
SEE the gloomy gathering cloud,
Hanging o'er a guilty land!
Sure the Lord proclaims aloud,
Times of trouble are at hand:
Happy they who love His name!
They shall always find him near;
Though the earth were wrapt in flame,
They have no just cause for fear.
2. Hark! his voice in accents mild,
(O how comforting and sweet!)
Speaks to every humble child,
Pointing out a sure retreat!
"Come, and in my chambers hide,
To my saints of old well known;
There you safely may abide,
Till the storm be overblown."
3. Sinners, see the Ark prepared!
Haste to enter while there's room;
Though the Lord his arm has bared,
Mercy still retards your doom:
Seek Him, while there yet is hope,
Ere the day of grace be past,
Lest in wrath he give you up,
And this call should prove your last.
C. M. Blessedness of the Godly.
HOW vast the blessings, how divine,
From Godliness which flow!
Nor men nor angels, should they join,
Can half its value show.
2. Ten thousand comforts it procures,
To Christians, while on earth;
It endless happiness secures,
And frees from endless death.
3. God for himself hath set apart
The Godly, whom he loves:
They have a place within his heart,
Their conduct he approves.
4. A glorious kingdom, and a crown,
Christ will on such bestow;
For them the seeds of bliss are sown,
The fruits of glory grow.
324 7s. Dignity and Privilege of the Christian.
WHO is as the Christian great!
Bought and washed with sacred blood;
Crowns he sees beneath his feet, Soars aloft, and walks with God. 2. Who is as the Christian wise!
He his nought for all hath given;
Bought the Pearl of greater price,
Nobly bartered earth for heaven.
3. Who is as the Christian blest!
He hath found the long-sought Stone;
He is joined to Christ, his Rest,
He and happiness are one.
4. Earth and heaven together meet,
Gifts in him and graces join,
Make the character complete,
All immortal, all divine.
5. Angels here his servants are,
Spread for him their golden wings,
To his throne of glory bear,
Seat him by the King of kings.
HONOUR and happiness unite,
To make the Christian's name a praise!
How fair the scene, how clear the light,
That fills the remnant of his days!
2. Adorned with glory from on high,
Salvation shines upon his face;
His robe is of the ethereal dye,
His steps are dignity and grace.
3. Inferior honours he disdains,
Nor stoops to take applause from earth,
The King of kings himself maintains
The expenses of his heavenly birth.
4. The noblest creature seen below,
Ordained to fill a throne above;
God gives him all he can bestow,
His kingdom of eternal love!
5. My soul is ravished at the thought!
Methinks from earth 1 see him rise!
Angels congratulate his lot,
And shout him welcome to the skies!
L. M. Adherence to Christ.
THOU only Sovereign of my heart,
My Refuge, my almighty Friend—
And can my soul from Thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend?
2. Whither, ah! whither shall I go,
A wretched wanderer from my Lord?.
Can this dark world of sin and wo,
One glimpse of happiness afford?
3. Eternal life thy words impart,
On these my fainting spirit lives;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.
4. Thy name my inmost powers adore,
Thou art my life, my joy, my care;
Depart from Thee-'tis death-'tis more,
"Tis endless ruin, deep despair!
5. Low at thy feet my soul would lie,
Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
Still let me live beneath thine
For life, eternal life, is Thine.
Confession and Pardon. WATTS. BLESSED souls are they, Whose sins are covered o'er ! Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. 2. They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care; Their lips and lives without deceit, Shall prove their faith sincere. While I concealed my guilt, I felt the festering wound; Till I confessed my sins to Thee, And ready pardon found.
Let sinners learn to pray,
Let saints keep near the throne:
Our help in time of deep distress
Is found in God alone.
RESTING in thine almighty power,
Thy name, O Jesus, is a Tower,
That hides my life above:
Thou canst, thou wilt my Helper be;
My confidence is all in Thee,
The faithful God of love.
2. Wherefore, in never-ceasing prayer,
My soul to thy continual care
I cheerfully commend ;
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