Thou art our Refuge in the day
Of trouble Thou art still our stay;
Thy name, in which is power sublime,
A shelter in the needful time.

BARTON.

Awake, sweet harp of Judah, wake!
Retune thy strings for Jesus' sake;
We sing the Saviour of our race,
The Lamb, our shield and hiding-place.

When God's right arm is bar'd for war,
And thunders clothe His cloudy car,
Where, where, oh where! shall man retire,
T'escape the horrors of His ire?

'Tis He, the Lamb, to whom we fly,
While the dread tempest passes by ;
God sees His well-beloved's face,
And spares us in our hiding-place.

Thus, while we dwell in this low scene,
The Lamb is our unfailing screen;
To Him, though guilty, still we run,
And God still spares us for His Son.

While yet we sojourn here below,
Pollutions still our hearts o'erflow;
Fall'n, abject, mean, a sentenc'd race,
We deeply need a hiding-place.

Yet courage-days and years will glide,
And we shall lay these clods aside;
Shall be baptiz'd in Jordan's flood,
And wash'd in Jesus' cleansing blood.

Then pure, immortal, sinless, freed,
We thro' the Lamb shall be decreed;
Shall meet the Father face to face,
And need no more a hiding-place!

HENRY KIRKE WHITE.

Now I have found the blessed ground,
Where my soul's anchor may remain,
The Lamb of God, who for my sin,
Was a propitiation slain :

Whose mercy shall unshaken stay,

When heaven and earth have passed away.

Tho' waves and storms go o'er my head,

Tho' strength, and health, and friends be gone ; Tho' joys be wither'd all, and dead,

Tho' every comfort be withdrawn ;
Steadfast on this my soul relies,—
Father! Thy mercy never dies.

Fixed on this ground will I remain,
Tho' my heart fail, and flesh decay;
This anchor shall my soul sustain,

When earth's foundations melt away,
Mercy's full power I then shall prove,
Loved with an everlasting love.

MORAVIAN.

X. GOD'S LOVE AND FORBEARANCE TO SINNERS.

I have loved thee with an everlasting love.-JER. XXXI. 3.

God commendeth His love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.-ROM. v. 8.

And His banner over me was love.-CANT. ii. 4.

Num. xiv. 8-Deut. iv. 29-31—vii. 7, 8—xxxiii. 3, 12-2 Sam. xii. 24—Job xxxiv. 23—xxxvi. 5-Psalm xxxi. 19, 20-xxxv. 12-14-lvii. 10-lxviii. 5, 6, 9, 10, 19-lxxviii. 37-40-lxxxi. 6, 10-lxxxvi. 5, 15-lxxxix. 14-ciii. 1-14-cv. 40-43-cvi. 43-46 cvii. 19, 20, 43-cxi. 4, 5-cxviii. 1-cxix. 65, 68-cxxx. 3, 4, 7, 8-cxxxii. 15-cxlv. 8, 9-cxlvi. 7-9-Prov. viii. 17, 31—x. 22 -xviii. 24-Cant. ii. 4-vii. 10-Isaiah xxvii. 8-xxx. 18xxxviii. 17-xlix. 13-16-liii. 5, 12-liv. 7, 8, 10-lix. 1.-lxiii. 7-9-lxvi. 13-Jer. iii. 14-xxix. 11—xxxi. 3, 20, 25-xxxii. 18, 38-41-Ezek. xvi. 8-xxxiv. 6, 11, 12, 15, 16—xliv. 28-Dan. x. 18, 19-Hos. ii. 14, 19, 20, 23——v. 15—vi. 1-3—xi. 1, 3, 4, 8, 9— xiii. 5—xiv. 4—Joel ii. 13-Jon. iv. 2, 10, 11-Mic. vii. 18, 19 -Zeph. iii. 17-Zech. ix. 16, 17—Mal. iii. 6, 17.

Matt. viii. 16, 17-ix. 36-xi. 5-xiv. 14, 35, 36-xv. 24, 30-32-xviii. 11—xix. 2—xxi. 14-xxiii. 37-Mark vi. 34, 56—x. 21-xvi. 7, 9-Luke iv. 40—vi. 19—vii. 12-15—ix. 11-xii. 32-xiii. 6-9-xiv. 21-23-John iii. 16-ix. 35, 39—xi. 3, 5, 33-36-xiii. 1, 23-xiv. 21, 23, 27-xv. 9, 10, 13-16—xvi. 27xvii. 9, 11, 22-24, 26—xix. 26, 27-xx. 17—Acts ii. 39-xiii. 18 xvii. 25, 26, 28-—Rom. ii. 4—v. 5, 8—viii. 32, 35-39—ix. 25—xi.

33, 36-1 Cor. iii. 21-23-x. 13-2 Cor. xiii. 14-Gal. ii. 20— Eph. ii. 4-9-iii. 14, 17-21-v. 2, 25-Phil. ii. 27-iv. 192 Thes. ii. 13, 16, 17—1 Tim. i. 15—Tit. iii. 4-6-Heb. viii. 12xii. 6, 7—Jas. i. 17-2 Pet. iii. 9—1 John iii. 1, 2, 16-iv. 8-11, 16, 19-Rev. i, 5, 6-iii. 9, 19—xxi. 7.

In Jesus seen, my God is love :
The brightness of His glory brings
No terrors while the Holy Dove
Sheds peace and pardon from His wings.

EAST.

Father of light, whose loveliest name is Love,
Whose throne the contrite seek, the guilty fly,
Thou art my God: around, beneath, above,
I see no frowns, no terrors in Thine eye!
All breathes of that pervading harmony
Which draws from present ill the future good;
All points our spirits to that peaceful sky,
Where, banish'd far, nor sorrows wayward mood,
Nor fancy's evil train, nor real ills intrude.
Oh God! oh Father! mould our spirits, mould
To Thine each purpose of the obedient heart;
Shake off the mists that now our eyes infold;
Let every fear but fear of Thee depart,
And let us see Thy face and know Thee as Thou art.
E. TAYLOR.

There is a Friend more tender, true,

Than brother e'er can be ;
Who when all others bid adieu,
Remains-and will not flee;

Who, be their pathway bright or dim,
Deserts not those who turn to Him;
He is the Friend who changeth not,
In sickness or in health;

Whether on earth our transient lot
Be poverty or wealth;

In joy or grief, contempt or fame,

To all who seek Him still the same!

BARTON.

"Yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee."-Is. xlix. 15.

They may, they do forget-even they whose thoughts

Fly not the house of mourning; for the claims

Of daily life,—its trifles and its toils,

Its passing pleasures and revolving cares,
Divide, if not absorb them-

But oh!

There is an eye, a mind, a soul of love,

Parental, sov'reign, infinite, unchang'd,-
Whose vigil hath no pause; yes, there is One
Far nearer than a brother ;-there is One
"That keepeth Israel "—One that keepeth thee,
Who will not slumber! Even Him too oft
We may forget! but hear His gracious words,
(Oh shall they shame us or console us most ?)
"Yet will I not forget-I ne'er forsake!"

ANON.