ANGELS your march oppose

Who still in strength excel,
Your secret, sworn, eternal foes,
Countless, invisible:

With rage that never ends,
Their hellish arts they try;
Legions of dire, malicious fiends,
And spirits enthron'd on high.

2 On earth the' usurpers reign,
Exert their baneful power;
O'er the poor fallen sons of men
They tyrannize their hour:
But shall believers fear?
But shall believers fly?
Or see the bloody cross appear,
And all their powers defy?

Jesu's tremendous name

Puts all our foes to flight!
Jesus, the meek, the angry Lamb,
A Lion is in fight.

By all hell's host withstood,

We all hell's host o'erthrow,

And conquering them through Jesu's blood

We on to conquer go.

4 Our Captain leads us on;

He beckons from the skies,
And reaches out a starry crown,
And bids us take the prize.
"Be faithful unto death;

"Partake my victory,

"And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath, "And thou shalt reign with me."

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HYMN 316. L. M:

TERNAL Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God; Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds; 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings; And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshipping, and spread the ground.. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker too! From sin and dust to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High!

4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, And worms have learnt to lisp thy name; But, O! the glories of thy mind

Leave all our soaring thoughts behind!
5 God is in heaven, and men below:
Be short our tunes, our words be few!
A solemn reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.

AH, Lord, with trembling I confess,

A gracious soul may fall from grace! The salt may lose its seasoning power, And never, never find it more.

2 Lest that my fearful case should be,
Each moment knit my soul to thee;
And lead me to the mount above,
Through the low vale of humble love.

HYMN 318. S. M.

A CHARGE to keep I have,

A God to glorify;

A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky:
To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfil;

may it all my powers engage
To do my Master's will!

2 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;

And, O! thy servant, Lord, prepare
The strict account to give:
Help me to watch and pray,

And on thyself rely;

Assur'd, if I my trust betray,
I shall for ever die.

HYMN 319. 6 lines 8's.

WATCH

WATCH'D by the world's malignant eye,

Who load us with reproach and shame; As servants of the Lord Most High, As zealous for his glorious name: We ought in all his paths to move, With holy fear and humble love.

2 That wisdom, Lord, on us bestow,
From every evil to depart;
To stop the mouth of every foe,

While, upright both in life and heart,
The proofs of godly fear we give,
And shew them how the Christians live.

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HYMN 320. 4 lines 8's, & 2-6's. Be the Lord with filial fear, E it my only wisdom here,

With loving gratitude;

Superior sense may I display,
By shunning every evil way,
And walking in the good.

2 O may I still from sin depart!
A wise and understanding heart,
Jesus, to me be given!

And let me through thy Spirit know,
To glorify my God below,
And find my way to heaven.

SUMMON'D my labour to renew,
And glad to act my part;

Lord, in thy name, my work I do,
And with a single heart.

2 End of my every action thou,
In all things thee I see;

Accept my hallow'd labour now;
I do it unto thee.

3 Whate'er the Father views as thine
He views with gracious eyes;

Jesus, this mean oblation join
To thy great Sacrifice.

4 Stampt with an infinite desert, My work he then shall own;

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Well pleas'd with me, when mine thou art, And I his favour'd son.

SERVANT of all, to toil for man

Thou didst not, Lord, refuse
Thy Majesty did not disdain
To be employ'd for us!

2 Thy bright example I pursue;
To thee in all things rise:
May all I think, or speak, or do,
Be one great sacrifice.

3 Careless through outward cares 1 go, From all distraction free;

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My hands are but engag'd below,
My heart is still with thee.

HYMN 323.

OD of almighty love,

S. M.

GBy whose sufficient grace,

I lift my heart to things above,
And humbly seek thy face;
Through Jesus Christ the Just,
My faint desires receive!
And let me in thy goodness trust,
And to thy glory live.

2 Whate'er I say or do,

Thy glory be my aim;

My offerings all be offer'd through
The ever-blessed Name!

Jesus, my single eye

Be fixt on thee alone:

Thy name be praised on earth, on high ;
Thy will by all be done!