+ 896

The benefit of affliction.

C. M.

LORD, when to thee my sinking soul

Did in affliction fly;

Thy mercy did my griefs control,
And all my wants supply.

2 How oft, when dark misfortune's band
Around their victim stood,

The seeming ill, at thy command,
Hath changed to real good!

3 The tempest that obscured the sky
Hath set my spirit free

From earthly care and sensual joy,
And turn'd my thoughts to thee.

4 Affliction's blast hath made me learn
To feel for others' wo;

And humbly seek, with deep concern,
My own defects to know.

5 Then rage, ye storms; ye billows, roar;
My heart defies your shock:

Ye make me cling to God the more,—
To God, my shelt'ring rock.

897

Delivering grace celebrated.

C. M.

ORD, thou hast heard thy servants cry,

And rescued from the grave;

Now shall we live-for none can die
Whom God delights to save.

2 Thy praise, more constant than before,
Shall fill our daily breath;

Thy hand, that hath chastised us sore,
Defends us still from death.

3 Here, with the' assembly of thy saints,
Our cheerful voice we raise;

Here we have told thee our complaints,
And here we speak thy praise.

REJOICING:

IN

COMMUNION WITH GOD.

898

C. M.

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Praises to the incarnate Son.
FOR a thousand seraph tongues
To bless the' incarnate Word!
O for a thousand thankful songs
In honour of my Lord!

2 Come, tune afresh your golden lyres,
Ye angels round the throne;

Ye saints, in all your sacred choirs,
Adore the' eternal Son.

899

3d P. M. 4 6s & 2 8s.

Rejoice evermore, and in everything give thanks.

REJ

EJOICE, the Lord is King;
Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore;

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, The God of truth and love; When he had purged our stains, He took his seat above; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

3 His kingdom cannot fail,

He rules o'er earth and heaven;
The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus given;

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

4 He sits at God's right hand
Till all his foes submit,
And bow to his command,

And fall beneath his feet;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

5 He all his foes shall quell,
And all our sins destroy;
Let every bosom swell

With pure seraphic joy;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

6 Rejoice in glorious hope,
Jesus the Judge shall come,
And take his servants up

To their eternal home;

We soon shall hear the' archangel's voice; The trump of God shall sound,-Rejoice!

900

Glory begun below.

COME, ye that love the Lord,

And let your joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
While ye surround his throne.
Let those refuse to sing

Who never knew our God,
But servants of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.

2 The God that rules on high,
That all the earth surveys,
That rides upon the stormy sky,

And calms the roaring seas;

This awful God is ours,

Our Father and our Love;

S. M.

He will send down his heavenly powers, To carry us above.

3 There we shall see his face,

And never, never sin;

There, from the rivers of his grace,
Drink endless pleasures in:
Yea, and before we rise

To that immortal state,

The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.

4 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below:

Celestial fruit on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow:
Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry:

We're marching through Immanuel's ground,

To fairer worlds on high.

901

9th P. M. 87, 87, 87, 87.

Hitherto hath the Lord helped us.

COME

OME, thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace:
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above:
Praise the mount-I'm fix'd upon it;
Mount of thy redeeming love!

2 Here I'll raise mine Ebenezer ;
Hither by thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.

3 0! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrain'd to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wand'ring heart to thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it—
Prone to leave the God I love;

Here's my heart, O take and seal it;
Seal it for thy courts above.

902

Walking with God.

C. M.

ALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal,
While here o'er earth we rove;
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel
The kindling of thy love.
2 With thee conversing, we forget
All time, and toil, and care:
Labour is rest, and pain is sweet,
If thou, my God, art here.

3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my heart rejoice;

My bounding heart shall own thy sway, And echo to thy voice.

4 Thou callest me to seek thy face;"Tis all I wish to seek;

To' attend the whispers of thy grace,
And hear thee inly speak.

5 Let this my every hour employ,
Till I thy glory see;

Enter into my Master's joy,

And find my heaven in thee.

903

Triumphant joy.

C. M.

MY God, the spring of all my joys,

The life of my delights,

The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights :-