"Be still! and know that I am God!" 'Tis all I live to know; To feel the virtue of thy blood, And spread its praise below!

4 I wait my vigour to renew, Thine image to retrieve!

The veil of outward things pass thro',
And gasp in thee to live.

5 I work, and own the labour vain ;
And thus from works I cease:
I strive, and see my fruitless pain,
Till God create my peace.

6 Fruitless, till thou thyself impart,
Must all my efforts prove;
They cannot change a sinful heart;
They cannot purchase love.

7 I do the thing thy laws enjoin,
And then the strife give o'er;
To thee I then the whole resign,
I trust in means no more.

8 I trust in Him, who stands between
The Father's wrath and me:
Jesu, thou great eternal Mean,
I look for all from thee?

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HYMN 93.

[S. M.]

MT thee what shall I say?

Y gracions, loving Lord,

Well may I tremble at thy word,
And scarce presume to pray!
Ten thousand wants have I;
Alas! I all things want!

But thou hast bid me always cry,
And never, never faint.

2 Yet, Lord, well might I fear,
Fear e'en to ask thy grace;
So oft have I, alas! drawn near,
And mock'd thee to thy face:
With all pollutions stain'd,
Thy hallow'd courts I trod :
Thy name and temple I profan'd,
And dar'd to call thee God.

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Nigh with my lips I drew; My lips were all unclean: Thee with my heart I never knew; My heart was full of sin; Far from the living Lord, As far as hell from heaven; Thy purity I still abhorr'd, Nor look'd to be forgiven.

4 My nature I obey'd;

My own desires pursu❜d: And still a den of thieves I made The hallow'd house of God. The worship he approves, To him I would not pay : My selfish ends, and creature-loves, Had stole my heart away.

5

My sin and nakedness
I studied to disguise;

Spoke to my soul a flattering peace,
And put out my own eyes;
In fig-leaves I appear'd;

Nor with my form would part: But still retain❜d a conscience sear'd, A hard, deceitful heart.

6 A godly, formal saint

I long appear'd in sight;

By self and Satan taught to pain
My tomb, my nature, white.

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The Pharisee within

Still undisturb'd remain'd;
The strong man, arm'd with guilt of sin,
Safe in his palace reign'd.
But, Oh! the jealous God
In my behalf came down;
Jesus himself the stronger show'd,
And claim'd me for his own.
My spirit he alarm'd,

And brought into distress;

He shook and bound the strong man, arm'd

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In his self-righteousness.

Faded my virtuous shew,
My form without the power;
The sin-convincing Spirit blew,
And blasted every flower:
My mouth was stopt, and shame
Cover'd my guilty face;

I fell on the atoning Lamb,
And I was sav'd by grace.
HYMN 94.

[c. M.]

HE men who slight thy faithful
word,

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In their own lies confide;

They are the temple of the Lord,
And heathens all beside!

2 The temple of the Lord are these,
The only Church and true:

Who live in pomp, and wealth, and

ease,

And Jesus never knew!

a O would'st thou, Lord, reveal their

sins!

And turn their joy to grief!

The world, the Christian world con-
vince

Of damning unbelief.

4 The formalists confound, convert, And to thy people join:

at

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And break, and fill the broken hear
With confidence divine!

§ II. Describing Inward Religion.

AUTHOR of faith, ettres the ri Whose Spirit breathes the active flame;

Faith, like its Finisher and Lord, To-day, as yesterday the same: 2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, And ask the gift unspeakable; Increase in us the kindled fire, In us the work of faith fulfil. 3 By faith we know thee strong to save: (Save us, a present Saviour thou!) Whate'er we hope, by faith we have, Future and past subsisting now.

4 To him that in thy name believes, Eternal life with thee is given; Into himself he all receives,

Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 5 The things unknown to feeble sense, Unseen by reason's glimmering ray, With strong, commanding evidence, Their heavenly origin display. 6 Faith lends its realizing light,

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The clonds disperse, the shadows fly: The' Invisible appears in sight, And God is seen by mortal eye. HYMN 96. [S. M.]

[OW can a sinner know

How can a sinarth forgiven?

How can my gracious Saviour show
My name inscrib'd in heaven?
What we have felt and seen,
With confidence we tell;

And publish to the sons of men
The signs infallible,

2 We who in Christ believe,
That he for us hath died,
We all his unknown peace receive,
And feel his blood apply'd;
Exults our rising soul,"
Disburden'd of her load,
And swells, unutterably full
Of glory, and of God.

3 His love, surpassing far
The love of all beneath,
We find within our hearts, and dare
The pointless darts of death.
Stronger than death and hell,
The mystic power we prove;
And, conquerors of the world, we dwell
In heaven, who dwell in Love.

4 We by his Spirit prove

And know the things of God;
The things which freely of his love
He hath on us bestow'd:

His Spirit to us he gave,
And dwells in us we know:
The witness in ourselves we have,
And all its fruits we show.

5 The meek and lowly heart
That in our Saviour was,
To us his Spirit does impart,
And signs us with his cross:
Our nature's turn'd, our mind
Transform'd in all its powers;
And both the Witnesses are join'd,
The Spirit of God with ours.

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Whate'er our pardoning Lord Commands, we gladly do: And guided by his sacred Word, We all his steps pursue: