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6 But greater joy must they possess,
Who feel this glorious change ;
How true, but yet how strange!
Thy work, O Lord, revive ;
Dead singers made alive.
And join the host above,
And magnify thy love.] 285. 8. 8. 6. Cennick & Hammond. Evening and Morning Song....Luke xxiv. 29. 1 O farther go to-night, but stay, O
And I'll go on with thee.
Thy glory let us prove:
Our hearts may burn with love.
And see thy face in heav'n ;
286. 8. 8. 6. Medley: Excellency of Christ.... Isaiah xxxv. 2. 1 O COULD I speak the matchless worth,
O could I sound the glories forth
Which in my Saviour shine,
In notes almost divine.
Of sin and wrath divine ;
My soul shall ever ghine.
Exalted on his throne :
Make all his glories known.
And I shall see his face:
Triumphant in his grace.
287. L. M. Dobell. Woman of Canaan....Matt. 15. 27. EHOLD a sinner, dearest Lord,
Encourag'd by thy gracious word, Would venture near to seek that bread,
By which thy children here are fed. 2 Do not the humble suit deny,
Of such a guilty wretch as I;
Which from thy bounteous table fall. 3 I am a sinner, Lord, I own;
By sin and guilt I am undone ;
288. L. M. Steele.
Faith in God.... Hab. iii. 17, 18. 1 *HOULD famine o'er the mourning field
Extend its desolating reign;..
Nor autumn swell the golden grain;
And glory dawn, tho' lile decline.
My nobler life he will sustain ;
Nor shall my glorious hopes be vain.
And raise my sacred pleasures high. (6 let me hear thy blissful voice, Inspiring life and joys divine ! The barren desart shall rejoice, 'Tis Paradise if thou art mine!]
289. L. M. Wesley.
Faith in God.... Hab. iii. 17, 18. 1 LTHO' the vine its fruit deny, Altho' the olive yield no oil
The fields delude the tillers' toil ; 2 Altho' the stall no herd afford,
And perish all the bleating race ;
3 Tho comfortless my soul remain,
And not a gleam of light appear ;
And my dejected soul shall find,
290. L. M. Needham, altered.
Exploits of Faith...Heb. xi. 33. 34. 1 BLEST is the mem'ry
of the just! And sweet their slumbers in the dust; Tholost, long lost to mortal eye,
Their glorious fame shall never die.
Prophets and saints instruction give ;
And in example brightly shine.
They suff'rings bore, they vict'ries won;
And kingdoms to its empire gain'd. 4 By faith they clos'd the lion's jaw,
And harmless made his dreadful paw ; Quenchd fiercest fames, escap'd the sword,
And to new life the dead restor'd. $ My soul, these ancient heroes view, Their faith, their love, their zeal pursue ;
Warm'd by each word and glorious deed,
In the same blessed path proceed, 60 may I in their triumphs share ;
And in my Saviour's robes appear,
291. C. M. Needham,
Faith.... Heb. xi. 13. 1
ISE, O my soul, pursue the path
By ancient heroes trod; Ambitious view those holy men,
Who liv'd and walk'd with God.
And in example live ;
Still fresh instruction give. 3 'Twas thro' the Lamb's most precious blood,
They conquer'd ev'ry foe;
Their crowns and honor owe.
The patterns thou hast giv'n;
Which led them safe to heav'n.
292. C. M. Hervey.
And whispers,“ this is mine :"
And peacefully decline.
On thee I cast my care ;
Tho' most unworthy here.
And smooth the rugged way ;