-4 Return, O holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest;

I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breast.

5 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be-

Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

6 So shall my walk be close with God,—
Calm and serene my frame;

o And purer light shall mark the road, That leads me to the Lamb.

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COWPER.

HYMN 68. C. M. Abridge. [*]

Light shining out of Darkness.

OD moves in a mysterious way,

G His wonders to perform;

He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,

take;

He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.
o 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage
The clouds ye so much dread,
Are big with mercy, and shall break
With blessings on your head.

-4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;

e Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.

-5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;

The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
e 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;

• God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

COWPER

HYMN 69. L. M. Pleyel's. [b]

Afflictions sanctified by the Word.

HOW I love thy holy word,

Lord!

It guides me in the peaceful way;
I think upon it all the day.

2 What are the mines of shining wealth?
The strength of youth, the bloom of health ?-
What are all joys, compared with those,
Thine everlasting word bestows?

e 3 Long unafflicted, undismayed,
In pleasure's path secure I strayed:
-Thou mad'st me feel thy chastening rod,
o And straight I turned unto my God

e 4 What though it pierced my fainting heart—
o I bless the hand that caused the smart;

e It taught my tears awhile to flow,

o But saved me from eternal woe.
e 5 Oh! hadst thou left me unchastised,
Thy precepts I had still despised;
And still the snare in secret laid,
Had my unwary feet betrayed.
o 6 1 love thee, therefore, O my God,
And breathe towards thy dear abode;
Where, in thy presence, fully blest,
Thy chosen saints forever rest.

HYMN 70. C. M. Barby.
Submission.

LORD, my best desire fulfill,
And help me to resign

Life, health, and comfort to thy will,
And make thy pleasure mine.

2 Why should I shrink at thy command,
Whose love forbids my fears?
Or tremble at the gracious hand,
That wipes away my tears?
-3 No, let me rather freely yield
What most I prize, to thee,
Who never hast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me.

4 Thy favour, all my journey through,
Thou art engaged to grant;

What else I want, or think I do, "Tis better still to want.

o 5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way Shall I resist them both?

e

e A poor blind creature of a day?

And crushed before the moth?
SELECT. 5

COWPER.

[*]

-6 But ah! my inward spirit cries,

Still bind me to thy sway;

Else the next cloud that veils my skies,
Drives all these thoughts away.

COWPER

HYMN 71. C. M. Bedford. [* b]
Resignation. It is the Lord. 1 Sam. iii. 18.
is the Lord-enthroned in light,

'Is the cords are all divine;

Who has an undisputed right,
To govern me and mine.

2 It is the Lord-who governs all—
My wealth, my friends, my ease;
And of his bounties may recall
Whatever part he please.

3 It is the Lord-should I distrust,
Or contradict his will?
-Who cannot do but what is just,
And must be righteous still?

4 It is the Lord-who can sustain
Beneath the heaviest load,

o From whom assistance I obtain, To tread the thorny road.

-5 It is the Lord whose matchless skill Can from afflictions raise

• Matter, eternity to fill

With ever-growing praise.

-6 It is the Lord-my covenant God, Thrice blessed be his Name!

e

Whose gracious promise, sealed with blood,
Must ever be the same.

o 7 His covenant will my soul defend,
Should nature's self expire;

g And the great Judge of all descend

In awful, flaming fire.

HYMN 72. C. M.

GREEM

C. M. Tunbridge. [*]

Self-denial; or, Bearing the Cross. Mark viii. 38:

'D' And bear the cross for me?

IDST thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame,

And shall I fear to own thy name,
Or thy disciple be?

-2 Inspire my soul with life divine,
And make me truly bold;

Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine,
Nor love, nor zeal, grow cold.

o 3 Let mockers scoff, the world defame,
And treat me with disdain;
Still may I glory in thy name,
And count reproach my gain.
4 To thee I cheerfully submit,
And all my powers resign;

Let Wisdom point out what is fit,
And I'll no more repine.

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KIRHAN

HYMN 73. C. M. Reading. [*]

F

Contentment. Phil. iv. 11.

IERCE passions discompose the mind,
As tempests vex the sea;

But calm content and peace we find,
When, Lord, we trust in thee.
2 In vain by reason, and by rule,
We try to bend the will;
For none, but in the Saviour's school,
Can learn the heavenly skill.

3 Since at his feet my soul has sat,
His gracious words to hear;
Contented with my present state,
I cast on him my care.

4"Art thou a sinner, soul?" he said,
"Then how canst thou complain?
"How light thy troubles here, if weighed
"With everlasting pain'

5 "If thou of murmuring wouldst be cured,
"Compare thy griefs with mine;
"Think what my love for thee endured-
"And thou wilt not repine.

6" "Tis I appoint thy daily lot,

"And I do all things well;

"Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot,
"And rise with me to dwell.

"In life my grace shall strength supply,
"Proportioned to thy day;

"At death thou still shalt find me nigh,
"To wipe thy tears away."

d

d

Thus I, who once my wretched days

In vain repining spent ;

Taught in my Saviour's school of grace,
Have learned to be content.

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COWPER

HYMN 74. C. M. St. Ann's. [*]

The Lord will provide. Gen. xxii. 14.

HE saints should never be dismayed,
Nor sink in hopeless fear;

For when they least expect his aid,

The Saviour will appear.

2 This Abra'am found: he raised the knife, God saw, and said, " Forbear ;—

"Yon ram shall yield his meaner life : "Behold the victim there."

-3 Once David seemed Saul's certain prey But hark! the foe's at hand:

-Saul turns his arms another way,

To save the invaded land.

4 When Jonah sunk beneath the wave, He thought to rise no more;

o But God prepared a fish, to save, And bear him to the shore.

-5 Blest proofs of power and grace divine
That meet us in his word!

May every deep-felt care of mine
Be trusted with the Lord.

6 Wait for his seasonable aid,
And though it tarry, wait:

The promise may be long delayed;
But cannot come too late.

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HYMN 75. H. M.

COWPER

Allerton. [*]

The Lord my Banner. Exod. xvii. 15.

BT am the dreadful blow,

OY whom was David taught

When he Goliah fought,

And laid the Gittite low?

-No sword nor spear the stripling too,
But chose a pebble from the brook.

2 'Twas Israel's God and King,
Who sent him to th› fight;
Who gave him strength to sling,
And skill to aim aright