4 My God who caused'st me to hope, When life began to beat; And when a stranger in the world, 5 Thou wilt not cast me off, when age And evil days descend; Thou wilt not leave me in despair, 6 Therefore, in life I'll trust to Thee, In death I will adore; And after death will sing thy praise, 394. God's fidelity in his promises. 1 THE promises I sing, Which sovereign love hath spoke; His words of grace revoke: Abides so, sure. 2 The mountains melt away 3 Their harmony shall sound Through my attentive ears, 'Midst all the shock 395. "Fear not." 1 YE trembling souls, dismiss your fears, 2 "Fear not" the powers of earth and hell, God will those powers restrain; His arm shall all their rage repel, 3" Fear not" the want of outward good, 4" Fear not" that He will e'er forsake, And faithful to his Son. 5" Fear not" the terrors of the grave, 396. "Jesus wept." DID Christ o'er sinners weep, Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. The Son of God in tears, He wept that we might weep, In heaven alone no sin is found, 397. God's love. 1 COME, ye that know and fear the Lord, 2 This precious truth his word declares, 3 Behold his patience, bearing long 4 The work begun is carried on 5 0 may we all, while here below, 398. Light shining in darkness. 1 GOD moves in a mysterious way 2 Deep in unfathomable mines He treasures up his bright designs, 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 5 His purposes will ripen fast, The bud may have a bitter taste, 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 399. Glorying in the Lord Jesus Christ. 1 WHAT joy or honour could we have, Polluted as we are, If not the holy Lamb of God 2 Of nothing we have ever done 3 None is so holy, pure, and just, That his best plea, or self-defence, 4 Nor is there any other way But Christ, who took away our sins, 5 We know the righteousness complete Which He procured for all; We know the kind reception given To the poor prodigal. 6 We know the Shepherd's love who left The ninety-nine behind, And through the desert anxious went, 7 To Him poor sinners may appeal The angels joy to see them come, 400. The song of the redeemed. Wake every heart, and every tongue, 2 Sing of his dying love, Sing of his rising power: Sing how He intercedes above For us whose sins He bore. 3 Ye pilgrims on the road 4 5 To Zion's city, sing! Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God, In Christ the eternal King! Soon shall we hear Him say, Soon will He call us hence away, There shall our raptured tongues 401. Exhortation to thanksgiving. 1 RISE, exalt our Head and King; |