May pure religion's holy light 335. C. M. The Hope of Heaven. 1 WHEN I can read my title clear I bid farewell to every fear, WATTS. B W. NOEL. 1 WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, 'T is sweet to think of peace at last, 2 T is not that murmuring thoughts arise, 'T is not that meek submission flies, 3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys 4 It is that troubled conscience feels And sees, though far, the hand that heals, 5 O, let me wing my hallowed flight 337. C. M. God our only Hope. DRUMMOND. 1 WHEN reft of all, and hopeless care What power shall save us from despair, 2 No balm that earthly plants distil Can soothe the mourner's smart, 3 But One alone, who reigns above, And light the lamp of life and love, 4 Then, O my soul! to that One flee, His eye alone thy wounds can see, 338. 8 & 7s. M. Joyful Hope. MONTGOMERY. 1 KNOW, my soul! thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care, Joy to find in every station, Something still to do or bear: Think what spirit dwells within thee; Think what Father's smiles are thine; Think what Jesus did to win thee; 2 Haste thee on from grace to glory, The Christian rejoicing in Hope. 1 CHILDREN of the Heavenly King, CENNICK 340. C. M. Gratitude and Hope. Doddridge. 1 MY soul, triumphant in the Lord, Proclaim thy joys abroad, And march with holy vigor on, 2 Through every winding maze of life And in his long-experienced care 4 There, joined with all the shining band, A pillar in thy temple fixed, 341. To be removed no more. C. M. The Christian's Experience a Ground for Hope. WATTS. 1 WHEN God revealed his gracious name, My rapture seemed a pleasing dream, 2 The world beheld the glorious change, My tongue broke out in unknown strains, 3 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 4 Let those that sow in sadness wait Till the fair harvest come; They shall confess their sheaves are great, 342. C. M. The Hope, the Star, the Voice. H. H. HAWLEY. 1 THERE is a hope, a blessed hope, More precious and more bright Than all the joyless mockery 2 There is a star, a lovely star, 3 There is a voice, a cheering voice, 4 That voice, aloud from Calvary's height, 343. That hope, the hope of heaven. C. M. Hope of Reunion above. ANONYMOUS. 1 WHEN floating on life's troubled sea, 2 She bids the storms of life to cease, And in the wounded heart she pours 3 Her hallowed influence cheers life's hours She guides us through this vale of tears, 4 And when our fleeting days are o'er, 5 She bids the anguished heart rejoice : We still may hope to meet again |