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Eternal justice, from Thine eye?
4 Lo, through the gloom of guilty fears,
My faith discerns a dawn of grace;
The Sun of Righteousness appears
In Jesus' reconciling face.

5 Prostrate before the mercy seat,
I dare not, if I would, despair;
None ever perished at Thy feet,
And I will lie for ever there.

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JAMES MONTGOMERY. 1807. 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6.

The Lord turned and looked upon Peter.-LUKE Xxii. 61.

JESUS

ESUS! let Thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep; False to Thee, like Peter,

Would fain, like Peter, weep: Let me be by grace restored, On me be all long-suffering shown; Turn and look upon me, Lord!

And break this heart of stone. Saviour, Prince! enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through Thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart: Give, what I have long implored, A portion of Thy love unknown: Turn and look upon me, Lord!

And break this heart of stone.

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Life, and happiness, and love, Smile in Thy gracious eye: Speak the reconciling word, And let Thy mercy melt me down: Turn and look upon me, Lord! And break this heart of stone.

Look, as when Thy languid eye Was closed that we might live; Father," at the point to die

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My Saviour prayed "forgive!"
Surely with that dying word,
He turns, and looks, and cries,
"'Tis done!"

O my loving, bleeding Lord,
This breaks this heart of stone!

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CHARLES WESLEY.

7.7.7.7.4.7.

1749.

Lead me in Thy truth, and teach me. PSA. XXV. 5.

THO

HOU who didst for Peter's faith
Kindly condescend to pray,-
Thou, whose loving-kindness hath
Kept me to the present day;
Kind Conductor,

Still direct my devious way.

2 When a tempting world in view
Gains upon my yielding heart,
When its pleasures I pursue,
Then one look of pity dart;
Give me pleasures
Which the world can ne'er impart.

3 When I sit beneath Thy word,
At Thy table, cold and dead;
When I cannot see my Lord,
All my little day-light fled;
Sun of Glory,

Beam again around my head.

4 Then if heavenly dews distil,
If my hopes are bright and clear,
While I sit on Zion's hill,
Temper joy with holy fear;
Keep me watchful,

Safe alone when Thou art near.

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548 Enoch walked with God.—GEN. v. 24.

FOR a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame;
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!

2 Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and His word?

3 What peaceful hours once enjoyed!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.

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3 Jesus is gone before us,

Those mansions to prepare ;
Soon shall we share His glories,
And sing His praises there:
The prospect, O how cheering!
We hail the happy day;
And long for His appearing
To bear our souls away.
4 Then let us ne'er be weary,

Nor faint upon the road;
For, though the way be dreary,
It leads us home to God:
It leads us to that station,

Where foes no more annoy,-
That world of full salvation,
And everlasting joy.

JOHN BURTON, 1829.

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CHILI

to Zion with songs.-ISA. xxxv. 10.
HILDREN of the heavenly King,
As ye journey, sweetly sing!
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise,
Glorious in His works and ways.

2 Ye are travelling home to God,
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now, and ye
Soon their happiness shall see.

3 O ye banished seed, be glad!
Christ our Advocate is made;
Us to save, our flesh assumes,
Brother to our souls becomes.

4 Shout, ye ransomed flock, and blest!
You on Jesus' throne shall rest;
There your seat is now prepared ;
There your kingdom and reward.
5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand
On the borders of your land;
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
Bids you undismayed go on.

6 Lord! submissive may we go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only Thou our leader be,
And we still will follow Thee.

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C.M.

The Lord will give grace and glory.
PSA. lxxxiv. 11.

1 M shall tell its joys abroad;

soul, triumphant in the Lord,

And march with holy vigour on,
Supported by its God.

2 Through all the winding maze of life,

His hand hath been my guide; And in that long-experienced care, My heart shall still confide.

3 His grace through all the desert flows,

An unexhausted stream:

That grace, on Zion's sacred mount,
Shall be my endless theme.

4 Beyond the choicest joys of earth
These distant courts I love;
But O! I burn with strong desire
To view Thy house above.
Mingled with all the shining band,
My soul would there adore;

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A pillar in Thy temple fixed,

To be removed no more.

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4 The Lord of light, though, veiled 3 And to His green pastures our foot

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And nought but sin our fears.

steps He leads; [He feeds! His flock in the desert how kindly The lambs in His bosom He tenderly bears, [from the snares. And brings back the wanderers safe 4 Though clouds may surround us, our God is our light;

Though storms rage around us, our
God is our might;

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the way of holiness.-ISA. xxxv. 8.

3 We tread the path our Master trod, SING, ye redeemed of the Lord ;

We bear the cross He bore;
And every thorn that wounds our

His temples pierced before. [feet, 4 Our powers are oft dissolved away In ecstacies of love;

And while our bodies wander here,
Our souls are fixed above.

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ANNA L. BARBAULD. 1773.

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Faint, yet pursuing.—JUDGES viii. 4. 1 THOUGH faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way, [our stay; The Lord is our leader, His word is Though suffering, and sorrow, and

trial be near, [can we fear? The Lord is our refuge, and whom 2 He raiseth the fallen, He cheereth the faint, [their complaint; If the weak are opprest, He hears The way may be weary, and thorny the road, [is in God? But how can we falter, whose help

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Your great deliverer sing; Pilgrims, for Zion's city bound,

Be joyful in your King.

See the fair way His hand hath

raised,

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