And when a stranger in the world,
Didst guide my wandering feet.
5 Thou wilt not cast me off, when age
And evil days descend;
Thou wilt not leave me in despair,
To mourn my latter end.
6 Therefore, in life I'll trust to Thee, In death I will adore;
And after death will sing thy praise,
When time shall be no more.
God's fidelity in his promises.
1 THE promises I sing,
Which sovereign love hath spoke;
Nor will the' eternal King
His words of grace revoke:
They stand secure
And steadfast 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 mortal years;
But still the same,
In radiant lines
The promise shines
Through all the flame.
3 Their harmony shall sound
Through my 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.
1 YE trembling souls, dismiss your fears, Be mercy all your theme; Mercy, which like a river flows,
In one perpetual stream.
2" Fear not" the powers of earth and hell,
God will those powers restrain;
His arm shall all their rage repel,
And make their efforts vain.
3" Fear not" the want of outward good,
For his He will provide;
Grant them supplies of daily food,
And give them heaven beside.
4" Fear not" that He will e'er forsake,
Or leave his work undone;
He's faithful to his promises,
And faithful to his Son.
5" Fear not" the terrors of the grave,
Or death's tremendous sting;
He will from endless wrath preserve,
To endless glory bring.
DID Christ o'er sinners weep,
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.
2 The Son of God in tears,
The wondering angels see!
Be thou astonish'd, O my soul!
He shed those tears for thee.
He wept that we might weep,
Each sin demands a tear;
In heaven alone no sin is found,
And there's no weeping there.
1 COME, ye that know and fear the Lord,
And raise your thoughts above:
Let every heart and voice accord,
To sing that "God is love."
2 This precious truth his word declares,
And all his mercies prove;
Jesus, the Gift of gifts appears,
To show that "God is love."
3 Behold his patience, bearing long
With those who from him rove;
Till mighty grace their hearts subdues
To teach them-" God is Love."
4 The work begun is carried on
By power from heaven above,
And every step, from first to last,
Declares that "God is Love."
5 O may we all, while here below,
This best of blessings prove;
Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,
Proclaim that " God is Love."
Light shining in darkness.
1 GOD moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign 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 every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain:
God is his own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
Glorying in the Lord Jesus Christ.
I WHAT joy or honour could we have,
Polluted as we are,
If not the holy Lamb of God
Our joy and honour were!.
2 Of nothing we have ever done
To boast could we desire,
When He to judge us shall appear,
Whose eyes are flames of fire.
None is so holy, pure, and just,
So perfected in love,
That his best plea, or self-defence,
Of any weight could prove.
4 Nor is there any other way
Into the holy place,
But Christ, who took away our sins,
His blood and righteousness.
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,
The hundredth sheep to find.
7 To Him poor sinners may appeal
With all their misery;
The angels joy to see them come,
Christ calleth, "Come to me."
The song of the Redeemed.
AWAKE, and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb!
Wake every heart, and every tongue,
To praise the Saviour's name!
Sing of his dying love,
Sing of his rising power:
Sing how He intercedes above,
For us whose sins He bore,
Ye pilgrims on the road
To Zion's city, sing!
Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God,
In Christ the' eternal King!
Soon shall we hear Him say,
"Ye blessed children, come!"
Soon will He call us hence away,
To our eternal home.
There shall our raptured tongue
His endless praise proclaim;
And sweeter voices tune the song
Of Moses and the Lamb!
Exhortation to thanksgiving.
I RISE, exalt our Head and King;
Praise the Lord who ever lives!
Glad we are his praise to sing;
He his people's praise receives.
On his powerful day they rise,
Offering free-will sacrifice;
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