BE with me, Lord, where'er I go, L.M. Teach me what Thou would'st have Suggest whate'er I think or say, 2 Prevent me, lest I harbour pride, What Thou abhorr'st, that let me flee, 4 O may I never do my will, But Thine, and only Thine, fulfil : Let all my time, and all my ways, Be spent and ended to Thy praise. 63. Walking with God. OH! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the road, 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, 3 Return, O holy Dove, return, C.M. I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, 4 The dearest idol I have known, Help me to tear it from Thy throne, 5 So shall my walk be close with God, So purer light shall mark the road 64. Easter-Day. P.M. GOD is gone up with a merry noise With His own right hand, and His holy arm, He hath won the victory! 2 Now empty are the courts of Death, 3 And He hath tam'd the strength of hell, 4 God is gone up, &c. 65. Harvest. (Psalm LXV.) C.M. GOOD is the Lord, our heavenly King, Who makes the earth His care: Visits the pastures every spring, 2 Good is the Lord! it is His love His clouds drop fatness from above; 3 Good is the Lord! He gives us bread; SPIRIT of mercy, truth, and love, L.M. O shed Thine influence from above, And still from age to age convey The blessings of this sacred day. 2 In ev'ry clime, by ev'ry tongue, Be God's redeeming mercy sung; Let all the list'ning earth be taught The wonders by the Saviour wrought. 3 Unfailing comfort, heav'nly guide! Still o'er Thy favour'd church preside: Let ev'ry heart Thy blessings prove, Spirit of mercy, truth, and love. 67. I will trust, and not be afraid. BEGONE, unbelief, my Saviour is near, And for my relief will surely appear, By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform ; With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Tho' dark be my way, since He is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'Tis His to provide: Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word He has spoken shall surely prevail. 3 His love in time past forbids me think He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, Confirms His good pleasure to help me quite through. 4 Determin'd to save, He watch'do'er my path, When, Satan's blind slave, I sported with death; And can He have taught me to trust in And thus far have brought me, to put me to shame ? 5 Why should I complain of want or distress, Temptation or pain? He told me no less: The heirs of salvation, I know from His word, Thro' much tribulation must follow their Lord. 6 How bitter that cup no heart can conceive, Which He drank quite up, that sinners might live! His way was much rougher and darker than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine? 7 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food; Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then, oh! how pleasant the conqueror's song! 68. Advent Hymn. P.M. THE chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll on fire, As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of His ire; Self-moving, it drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bow'd. 2 The glory! the glory! around Him are pour'd, The myriads of angels that wait on the Lord: And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there, And all who the palm-wreaths of victory wear. 3 The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard, Lo, the depths of the stone-covered monument stirr'd; From the ocean and earth, from the south pole and north, Lo, the vast generation of ages come forth. 4 The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set, Where the Lamb, and the white-vested elders are met; All flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, And the doom of eternity hangs on His word. 5 Oh, mercy! oh, mercy! look down from above, Redeemer, on us Thy sad children, with love; |