On Jesus my Saviour I then will rely, All evils before his presence shall fly ; When I find my Saviour my fears shall des part, And Jesus forever shall reign in my heart. HY M N 77: To be sung before going into Public Worship. THE Saviour meets his flock to day, Shall I in sloth abide at home? Shall I behind the people stay? When Jesus calls there still is room. I'll go it is a place of pray'r; Who knows but God may meet me there? 2 To day Immanuel feeds his saints, And here the christians find their kingThey lay open their complaints, And here the Saviour's praise they sing; Into their number I'll presume, Since Jesus kindly bids me come. 3 How long did faithful Anna wait, And sought the Lord full fourscore years, Both day and night the temple gate She watch'd, with many sighs and tears, And scarcely left the house of pray'r Till God vouchsaf'd to meet her there. 4 Dear Saviour then permit me pow'r, And like the saints I'll watch for thee, Content till the appointed hour, When thou shalt be reveal'd in me Daily my soul within thy gate,. . Shall for thy gracious presence wait. H 5 Remove temptation, O my Lord, HYMN 78. Guilt and Distress inseparable companions. SIN is the fatal cause of woe, The spring from whence our troubles flow, Thousands around seem highly bless'd, Who treat religion 'as a jest, A fable or a songi Town life's impetuous streams they glide, 3 By pleasure's flow'ry bank they steer, 4 O sad exchange! O wretched state! And make them roar with pain! Their groans emphatic loud complain, Twas guilt that caus❜d their grief and shame, And freely they confess, The bitter pill was candy'd o'er, Twas all indulgence just before, More they would own-but I forbear, ? When sin that viper, you carress, Striking remorse and keen distress Speedily make you smart ; 'Tis that which hides the Saviour's face, Incurs his frowns, suspends his grace, And wounds you to the heart. 8 Then griefs like mighty torrents roll, Till the poor agonizing soul Lies bleeding on the rack; The round of duty's trodden still, But 'tis like aboring up a hill, With mountains on the back. 9 One Guilty scene such anguish brings, Clogs the poor soul and clips its wings, And drags it from the skies; 'Till Jesus dress'd in love appears, 10 O Christians! never hope to meet "But hark! methinks I hear you say, "I'm an unworthy soul, "I've sinn'd my day of grace away, I hear his thunders roll. 4 My sins are of a crimson dye, 5 "Now I deserve the lowest hell, 6 Stop trembling soul and hear me tell He snatch'd me from the brink of hell, 7 Hark! hear the blessed Jesus say, 8 If ever any trembling soul, But God has mercy yet in store, You need not fear because you're poor, 10 Come now and take him at his word, He will not Put your whole trust in Christ the Lord, "And he will set you free. HYMN 81. The soul's confidence in God's faithfulness THIS God is the God we adore, Our faithful unchangeable friend, Whose love is as large as his pow'r, Which knows neither measure nor end. 2 'Tis Jesus the first and the last, HYMN 82. To all saints who put their trust in the Lord J My brethren all remember well, 2 Christ is your wisdom, righteousness, His fullness yours, what can you need, 4 Then oh! be free with this your friend, His fulness you can never spend ; |