183 MAITLAND. C. M. 26 4 Id 1. How shall the young se-cure their hearts And guard their lives from sin? Thy word the choicest rules im 120, 7, 227. 2 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, 3 Thy precepts make me truly wise; I hate the sinner's road; I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, 4 Thy word is everlasting truth; Isaac Watts. 184 175, 395, 438. 1 LIGHT of the world, shine on our souls; And while we meet to learn thy truth, 2 As once thou didst thy word expound And its blest fullness see; Its joyful news of saving grace 4 Thus may thy word be dearer still, Anon. GEORGE N. ALLEN. 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave 3 Yet men would fain be just with God 3 Its richness, sweetness, power, and depth, 2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid, Its holiness discern; Restores our wandering feet; by F. E. Belden. 187 9:23 9-2 BLISS. C. M. 2 1. Lamp of our feet, where-by we trace Our path when wont to stray; d 8 William Hammond. F. E. BELDEN. 189 201, 227, 183. 1 WHAT is the chaff, the word of man, Like that immortal meat? 2 Thy word, O God, with heavenly bread 3 'Tis like a field where hidden lies Isaac Watts. 190 669, 117, 175. 1 ALMIGHTY God, thy word is cast O let the dew of heaven descend, 2 Let not the foe of Christ and man 3 Let not this life's deceitful cares, 4 Where'er the word of life is sown, 192 [Tune, Pleyel, No. 240,] 1 HOLY Bible! book divine! Precious treasure, thou art mine! Mine to tell me whence I came; Mine to teach me what I am; 2 Mine to chide me when I rove; Mine to show a Saviour's love; Mine art thou to guide my feet; Mine to judge, condemn, acquit; 3 Mine to comfort in distress, If the Holy Spirit bless; Mine to show by living faith, Man can triumph over death; 4 Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner's doom; O thou holy book divine! Precious treasure, thou art mine! John Burton. 75. 194 judgments securely trust. 193 85, 89, 601. 1 IMPOSTURE shrinks from light, A meek, inquiring mind, 3 With understanding blessed, Our faith on man we dare not rest, Anon. 8s & 7s. [Tune, Stockwell, No. 162.] BLESSED Bible, how I love it! How it doth my bosom cheer! What hath earth like this to covet? O, what stores of wealth are here! 2 "T is a fountain ever bursting, Whence the weary may obtain Water for the soul that's thirsting, That it may not thirst again. 3 "T is a chart that never faileth, One which God to man has given ; And though oft the storm assaileth, It will guide you safe to heaven. 4 'Tis a pearl of price exceeding All the gems in ocean found; Anon. 195BAT 9: 1. O word of God in car-nate, O wis-dom from on high, Otruth unchanged, un CHENIES. 7s & 6s. D. our dark sky! We praise thee SE A lamp to guide our footsteps, Shines on from age to age. 3 It floateth like a banner Before God's host unfurled, Above the stormy world; That o'er life's raging sea, 'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands, Still guides, O Christ, to thee! 4 O, make thy church, dear Saviour, A lamp of burnished gold, To bear before the nations Thy true light as of old; O, teach thy wandering pilgrims By this their path to trace, Till, clouds and darkness ended, They see thee face to face. William How. T. R. MATTHEWS. 196 492, 611, 246. 1 THE heavens declare his glory, And night to night replies. Throughout the earth is heard,- The page of nature's word. 2 But there's a radiance streaming In truth's celestial ray: It makes the simple wise; Than lurks within the mine; Yields than this food divine. Led by thy counsels, Lord, WARREN. L. M. 197 831 +1912 1. God's law demands one living faith, And not a crowd of life less creeds; 1 o pé å le Its war-rant is THE អ a firm "God saith; " Its claim not words, but living deeds. # VIRGIL C. TAYLOR. 199 1 212, 215, 51. TRUTH is the gem for which we seek, 2 We want the truth on every point, From the dark wilderness of earth ? 4 Then, as we would our God obey, Charlotte Haskins. 200 136, 108, 215. 1 O PERFECT law of the Most High! 2 Let thy ten words my soul convert From every false and sinful way; Write thy pure precepts on my heart, That from thy truth I may not stray. 3 Then in the glorious world to come, No more I'll need the chastening rod; For all who reach that blissful home Will be in harmony with God. R. F. Cottrell |