4 Then shall Thy saints exulting sing,

And each glad heart its tribute bring ;
Pardon and peace shall then be given,

And earth resound with songs of heaven. 54. For Divine Guidance. 8,7,4. GUIDE me, 0 Thou great Jehovah !

Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
Hold me with Thy powerful hand;

Bread of heaven,

Feed me now and evermore. 2 Open now the crystal fountain,

Whence the healing streams do flow,
Let Thy fiery, cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through :

Strong Deliverer,

Be Thou still my strength and shield, 3 When tread the verge of Jordan,

Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side:

Songs of praises

I will ever give to Thee.
55. Psalm LV. 6.
O HAD I the wings of a dove,

I'd make my escape and be gone;
I'd mix with the spirits above,

Who encompass yon heavenly throne :
I'd fly from all labour and toil,

To the place where the weary have rest; I'd haste from contention and broil

To the peaceful abode of the blest.

P.M.

By the last and bitter cry,
The ghost giv'n up in agony:
By the lifeless body laid
In the chamber of the dead ;
By the mourners come to weep
Where the bones of Jesus sleep;
Crucified ! we know Thee now;

Son of Man ! 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! 4 Bound upon th' accursed tree,

Dread and awful, who is He ?
By the prayer for them that slew,
• Lord ! they know not what they do ;"
By the spoil'd and empty grave,
By the souls He died to save,
By the conquest He hath won,
By the saints before His throne
By the rainbow round His brow,

Son of God ! 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! 53.

Psalm LIII. FROM heaven the mighty Lord look'd

downFrom heaven, His high exalted throne To see, throughout this world's abode,

Who understand and seek their God. 2 From His appointed righteous way,

All, all, alas ! have gone astray;
The paths of peace they have not known,

And none is righteous, no not one.
3 Guilty, deprav'd, condemn'd, and lost,

Who, before God, hath aught to boast ?
Arise, O Sion's King, arise,
And bring salvation from the skies.

L.M.

4 Then shall Thy saints exulting sing,

And each glad heart its tribute bring ;
Pardon and peace shall then be given,

And earth resound with songs of heaven. 54. For Divine Guidance.

8,7,4. GUIDE me, 0 Thou great Jehovah !

Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
Hold me with Thy powerful hand;

Bread of heaven,

Feed me now and evermore. 2 Open now the crystal fountain,

Whence the healing streams do flow,
Let Thy fiery, cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through :

Strong Deliverer,

Be Thou still my strength and shield, 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,

Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side:

Songs of praises
I will ever give to Thee.

Psalm LV. 6.
O HAD I the wings of a dove,

I'd make my escape and be gone ;
I'd mix with the spirits above,

Who encompass yon heavenly throne:
I'd fly from all labour and toil,

To the place where the weary have rest; I'd haste from contention and broil

To the peaceful abode of the blest.

55.

P.M.

C.M.

2 Around that magnificent throne,

Where the Lamb all His glory displays,
United for ever in one,

His people are singing His praise :
They are far from all danger and fear,

While remembrance enhances their joys;
As the storm, when escap'd, will endear

The retreat that the haven supplies. 56.

A Prayer.
FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss

Thy sovereign will denies,
Accepted at Thy throne of grace,

Let this petition rise:
2 “Give me a calm, a thankful heart,

“ From every murmur free;
“The blessings of Thy grace impart,

• And make me live to Thee. 3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine

My life and death attend ;
Thy presence through my journey shine,

And crown my journey's end." 57. Power of Prayer. THERE is an eye that never sleeps

Beneath the wing of night; There is an ear that never shuts,

When sink the beams of light. 2 There is an arm that never tires,

When human strength gives way; There is a love that never fails,

When earthly loves decay.

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C.M.

3 There is a power which man can wield,

When mortal aid is vain ;
That eye,

that arm, that love to reach, That list' ning ear to gain. 4 That power is pray'r which soars on high,

To God for ever kind,
To bring rich blessings from above,

Upon the prayerful mind. 58.

Providence.
GOD moves in a mysterious way,

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,
He treasures up His bright designs,

And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh

courage

take ;
The clouds ye so much dread,
Are big with mercy, and shall break

In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,

But trust Him for His grace :
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. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan His work in vain ;