2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill,

He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.

3 Ye fearful saints fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break,
In blessings on your head.

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence,
He hides a smiling face.

5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour;

The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow'r.

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

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Goodness in Redemption admired. THOU God of my salvation, My Redeemer from all sin; Mov'd by thy divine compassion, Who hast dy'd my heart to win; I will praise Thee

Where shall I thy praise begin?

P. M.

2 While the angel-choirs are crying Glory to the great I AM;"

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I with them would be ascribing
"Glory, glory to the Lamb!"
Oh! how precious

Is the sound of Jesu's name !

3 Now I see with joy and wonder
Whence the healing streams arose ;
Angels' minds are lost to ponder
Dying love without a cause :
Yet a blessing

Down to sinners now it flows.

4 May this set our souls on fire,
Cause to glow the flame of love;
Higher, let us mount still higher,
Waiting for out blest remove:
Then we'll praise thee,

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In the brighter realms above.

Souls attracted by a crucified Saviour. S. M. D.

BEHOLD the Prince of life

Nail'd to the uplifted wood;

His temples twin'd with rugged thorns,
His body bath'd in blood!

But from this dreadful scene

What joys and glories rise!

For by this cross shall sinners live,
By this ascend the skies.

2

This cross a magnet proves,
That shall attract mankind;
Here God appears supremely just;
And here supremely kind:

When sceptres, crowns, and thrones
Melt in th' unbounded flame,
Heav'n shall the wonders of the cross
In endless praise proclaim.

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HE promise is my joy and song;
"Tis rich and full, 'tis firm and strong;

It answers all the sinner's needs,

And far his scanty thoughts exceeds.

2 And yet my weak and doubtful mind
To unbelief is still inclin'd;

For though the word of grace is free,
I often fear 'tis not for me.

3 O could I with a steady faith,
Believe what God my Father saith,
Then should I glorify him more.
And his unbounded grace adore!

4 How should I trust my heav'nly friend,
And on his faithful word depend!
Then could I fearless view the grave,
And death himself no sting would have.

5 This faith would cheer my gloomy way,
And turn my darkness into day;
And still my constant aim would be,
My God, to live or die to thee.

HE promises I sing,

THE

Which sov'reign love hath spoke;

Nor will the eternal King

His words of grace revoke;

They stand secure,

And stedfast still;
Not Zion's Hill

Abides so sure.

2 The mountains melt away
When once the Judge appears,
And sun and moon decay,

That measure mortals'
But still the same,

years;

In radient lines,
The promise shines
Through all the flame.

3 Their harmony shall sound
Through mine attentive ears,
When thunders cleave the ground,
And dissipate the spheres;

'Midst all the shock
Of that dread scene,
I stand serene,
Thy word my rock.

P. M.

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Seeking Rest.

ORD, I believe a rest remains
To all thy people known;

A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,
And thou art lov'd alone.

2 Celestial Spirit, make me know
That I shall enter in :

Now, Saviour, now the pow'r bestow.
And wash me from my sin.

3 Remove this hardness from my heart;
This unbelief remove;
To me the rest of faith impart,
The sabbath of thy love.

4 Come, O my Saviour, come away,
Into my soul descend;

No longer from thy creature stay,
My author, and my end.

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Christ the Shepherd.

C. M.

P. M.

THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye:
My noon-day walks he shall attend;
And all my midnight hours defend.