2 'Twas Israel's God and King, Yet feeble saints, your strength endures, A pitcher and a lamp? The trumpets made his coming known; And all the host was overthrown. 4 Oh! I have seen the day, When with a single word, 66 My trust is in the Lord," My soul has quell'd a thousand foes, 5 But unbelief, self-will, Self-righteousness and pride, My weapon from my side? Yet David's Lord, and Gideon's Friend, I trust will help me to the end. HYMN 153. (L. M. MARTIN'S LANE.) In affliction and distress. 1 GOD of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted at thy feet I fall; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail. * Judg. vii. 15, &c. 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint! 3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee, God, 5 Fair is the lot that's cast for me; HYMN 154. (C. M. LIVERPOOL.) For submission to the will of God. 1 O LORD! my best desire fulfil ! Life, health, and comfort, to thy will, 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears? Why tremble at thy gracious hand, 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, 5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way : Shall I refuse them both? A poor blind creature of a day, And crush'd before the moth? 6 But ah! mine inward spirit cries, "Still bind me to thy sway;" Else the next cloud that veils my Drives all these thoughts away. HYMN 155. (C. M. ST. ANN'S.) skies Ephraim repenting. Jerem. xxxi. 18-20. 1 TILL I received thy gracious stroke, How stubborn, Lord, was I! So unaccustom❜d to the yoke, So backward to comply. 2 With grief my just reproach I bear; Shame fills me at the thought, How frequent my rebellions were, What wickedness I wrought. 3 Thy merciful restraint I scorn'd, And left the heavenly road; Yet turn me, and I shall be turn'd; 4 "Is Ephraim banish'd from my thoughts, Or vile in my esteem? No," saith the Lord, "with all his faults, 5"Is he a dear and pleasant child? 6 My sharp rebuke has laid him low, My pity kindles at his woe; (P. M. HYMN 156. NORTHAMPTON CHAPEL.) Whom the Lord loveth He chasteneth. Heb. xii. 6. 1 'Tis my happiness below Not to live without the cross; But the Saviour's power to know, 2 Trials must, and will befall; 3 God in Israel sows the seeds น These spring up and choke the weeds 4 Trials make the promise sweet; HYMN 157. (L M. NEW SABBATH.) The benefit of affliction. 2 What is the pomp of power and wealth, 3 Long unaffected, undismay'd, 4 What though it pierced my fainting heart, |