2 Hope shall to full fruition rise,

And faith be sight above:

These are the means, but this the end;
For saints for ever love.

105.

The house not built with hands.-2 Cor. v. I.

1 SOON shall this earthly frame, dissolved,
In death and ruins lie;
But better mansions wait the just,
Prepared above the sky.

2 A house eternal, built by God,
Shall lodge the holy mind,

When once those prison walls have fall'n,
By which 'tis now confined.

3 Hence, burden'd with a weight of clay,
We groan beneath the load,
Waiting the hour which sets us free,
And brings us home to God.

4 We know that when the soul, unclothed,
Shall from this body fly,
"Twill animate a purer frame,
With life that cannot die.

6 Such are the hopes that cheer the just; These hopes their God hath given; His Spirit is the earnest now,

And seals their souls for heaven.

6 We walk by faith of joys to come,
Faith grounded on his word;
But while this body is our home,
We mourn an absent Lord.

7 What faith rejoices to believe,
We long and pant to see:
We would be absent from the flesh,
And present, Lord! with Thee.

8 But still, or here, or going hence,
To this our labours tend,

That, in his service spent, our life
May in his favour end.

9 For, lo! before the Son, as Judge,
The assembled world shall stand,
To take the punishment or prize
From his unerring hand.

10 Impartial retributions then
Our different lives await;

1

2

Our present actions, good or bad,
Shall fix our future fate.

106.

Christian Warfare.—Eph. vi. 10.

SOLDIERS of Christ, arise,

And put your armour on,

Strong in the strength which God supplies
Through his eternal Son;

Strong in the Lord of Hosts,

And in his mighty power:

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,

Is more than conqueror.

Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endued ;
But take to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:

That, having all things done,

And all your conflicts past,

Ye may o'ercome, through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.

107.

The work of God in the Soul.-Philipp. ii. 13.

1 'TIS God the Spirit leads

2

In paths before unknown;

The work to be perform'd is ours,
The strength is all his own.

Assisted by his grace,

We still pursue our way;

3

And hope at last to reach the prize,
Secure in endless day.

'Tis He that works to will,

'Tis He that works to do;

His is the power by which we act,

His be the glory too.

108.

Sorrowing not without hope.-1 Thess. iv. 13.
1 IF death my friend and me divide,
Thou dost not, Lord, my sorrow chide,
Or frown my tears to see;
Restrain'd from passionate excess,
Thou bidst me mourn in calm distress,
For them that rest in Thee.
2 I feel a strong, immortal hope,
Which bears my inournful spirit up,
Beneath its mountain-load:

Redeem'd from death, and grief, and pain,
I soon shall find my friend again,
Within the arms of God.

3 Pass a few fleeting moments more,
And death the blessing shall restore,
Which death hath snatch'd away;
For me Thou wilt the summons send,
And give me back my parted friend,
In that eternal day.

109.

She that liveth in pleasure warned.-1 Tim. v. 9.
1 STAY, thou too happy sinner, stay,
Smooth-gliding down the flowery way,
The broad, frequented road;

Gay wretch, that dost in pleasure live,
And all thy joy from earth receive,
Thy soul is dead to God!

2 When death doth soul and body part,
If dead to God even then thou art

Excluded from the skies,

F

Shut up in darkness palpable,
And justly left to its own hell,
Thy soul for ever dies.

110.

Christian Assurance.-2 Tim. i. 12.

1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord,
Or to defend his cause,
Maintain the glory of his cross,
And honour all his laws.

2 Jesus, my Lord! I know his name,
His name is all my boast;

Nor will He put my soul to shame,
Nor let my hope be lost.

3. I know, that safe with Him remains,
Protected by his power,

What I've committed to his trust,
Till the decisive hour.

4 Then will He own his servant's name,
Before his Father's face,

And in the new Jerusalem,

Appoint my soul a place.

111.

The Christian's Last Triumph.-2 Tim. iv. 7, 8.

1 "I THE good fight have fought!" O, when shall I declare!

2

The victory by my Saviour got,
I long, with Paul, to share.
O, may I triumph so,

When all my warfare's past!
And dying, find my latest foe
Under my feet at last!

This blessed word be mine,
Just as the port is gain'd;-
"Kept by the power of grace divine,
I have the faith maintain'd:"

The apostles of my Lord,
To whom it first was given,

They could not speak a greater word,

Nor all the saints in heaven.

112.

Salvation only through Christ.-Titus iii. 3-9.
1 How wretched was our former state,
When slaves to Satan's sway,
With hearts disorder'd and impure,
O'erwhelm'd in sin we lay!

2 But, O my soul! for ever praise,
For ever love his name,

Who turn'd thee from the fatal paths
Of folly, sin, and shame.

3 Vain and presumptuous is the trust
Which in our works we place;
Salvation from a higher source
Flows to the human race.

4 'Tis from the mercy of our God
That all our hopes begin;

His mercy saved our souls from death,
And wash'd our souls from sin.

5 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed,
Its sacred fire imparts,
Refines our dross, and love divine
Rekindles in our hearts.

6 Thence, raised from death, we live anew; And, justified by grace,

We hope in glory to appear,

And see our Father's face.

7 Let all who hold this faith and hope

In holy deeds abound;

Thus faith approves itself sincere,
By active virtue crown'd.