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2 Through all the mazes of my heart, My search let heavenly wisdom guide; And still its radiant beams impart, Till all be search'd and purified. 3 Then, with the visits of thy love, Do thou mine inmost spirit cheer; Till every grace shall join to prove That God has fix'd his dwelling here. 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. Wrestling Jacob:—I will not let thee go. (OME, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see; My company before is gone,

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And I am left alone with thee: With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell thee who I am; My sin and misery declare; Thyself hast call'd me by my name; Look on thy hands, and read it there: But who, I ask thee, who art thou? Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 3 In vain thou strugglest to get free; I never will unloose my hold: Art thou the Man that died for me? The secret of thy love unfold: Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know.

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Continued. When I am weak, then am I strong.

TILT thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable name? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell; To know it now resolved I am : Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know.

2 What though my shrinking flesh com

plain,

And murmur to contend so long? I rise superior to my pain:

When I am weak, then I am strong: And when my all of strength shall fail, I shall with the God-man prevail.

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Continued.-Victorious prayer.

IELD to me now, for I am weak,
But confident in self-despair;
Speak to my heart, in blessing speak;
Be conquer'd by my instant prayer:
Speak, or thou never hence shalt move,
And tell me if thy name be Love.

2 'Tis Love! 'tis Love! thou diedst for me;
I hear thy whisper in my heart;
The morning breaks, the shadows flee;
Pure, universal Love thou art:
To me, to all, thy bowels move,—
Thy nature and thy name is Love.

3 My prayer hath power with God; the grace

Unspeakable I now receive;

Through faith I see thee face to face;
I see thee face to face, and live!
In vain I have not wept and strove;
Thy nature and thy name is Love.

4 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art,—
Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend:
Nor wilt thou with the night depart,
But stay and love me to the end:
Thy mercies never shall remove;
Thy nature and thy name is Love.

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Concluded.-Thy name is Love.

HE Sun of Righteousness on me

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Thath rison with healing in his wings:

Wither'd my nature's strength, from thee
My soul its life and succour brings:
My help is all laid up above;
Thy nature and thy name is Love.

2 Contented now, upon my thigh
I halt, till life's short journey end;
All helplessness, all weakness, I

On thee alone for strength depend:
Nor have I power from thee to move;
Thy nature and thy name is Love.

3 Lame as I am, I take the prey; Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercome; I leap for joy, pursue my way,

And, as a bounding hart, fly home, Through all eternity to prove

Thy nature and thy name is Love.

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The Minister's prayer: Christ's constraining love.

AVIOUR of men, thy searching eye

SAVIOUR of tony thoughts desery:

Doth aught on earth my wishes raise,
Or the world's pleasures, or its praise?

2 The love of Christ doth me constrain
To seek the wand'ring souls of men;
With cries, entreaties, tears, to save,—
To snatch them from the gaping grave.

3 For this let men revile my name;
No cross I shun, I fear no shame:
All hail, reproach; and welcome, pain;
Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain.

4 My life, my blood, I here present,
If for thy truth they may be spent ;
Fulfil thy sov'reign counsel, Lord;
Thy will be done, thy Name adored.

5 Give me thy strength, O God of power:
Then let winds blow, or thunders roar,
Thy faithful witness will I be :

'Tis fix'd; I can do all through thee.

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The Minister's prayer: The scandal of the cross.

JESUS, my strength and righteousness,
My Saviour and my King,
Triumphantly thy Name I bless,-
Thy conqu'ring Name I sing.

2 Thou, Lord, hast magnified thy Name;
Thou hast maintain'd thy cause;
And I enjoy the glorious shame,—
The scandal of thy cross.

3 Thou gavést me to speak thy word,
In the appointed hour;

I have proclaim'd my dying Lord,
And felt thy Spirit's power.

4 Superior to my foes I stood,
Above their smile or frown;
On all the strangers to thy blood
With pitying love look'd down.
5 0 let me have thy presence still;
Set as a flint my face,

To show the counsel of thy will,
Which saves a world by grace.

60 let me never blush to own
The glorious Gospel-word;

Which saves a world through faith alone, Faith in a dying Lord.

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The Minister's prayer: Boldness in the Gospel. CHALL I, for fear of feeble man,

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The Spirit's course in me restrain?
Or, undismay'd in deed and word,
Be a true witness of my Lord?
2 Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I
Conceal the word of God Most High?
How then before thee shall I dare
To stand, or how thine anger bear?
3 Shall I, to soothe the' unholy throng,
Soften thy truth, or smooth my tongue,
To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee
The cross endured, my Lord, by thee?
4 What then is he whose scorn I dread?
Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid?
A man an heir of death! a slave

To sin a bubble on the wave!

5 Yea, let men rage; since thou wilt spread Thy shadowing wings around my head: Since in all pain thy tender love

Will still my sure refreshment prove.

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Birthday.

OD of my life, to thee

GOD

My cheerful soul I raise;

Thy goodness bade me be,

And still prolongs my days:

I see my natal hour return,
And bless the day that I was born.
2 A clod of living earth,
I glorify thy Name,
From whom alone my birth,
And all my blessings came:
Creating and preserving grace,
Let all that is within me praise.