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3 When gloomy care or keen distress
Invades my throbbing breast, My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise,
And soothe my pains to rest.
The honors of my God;
Shall spread thy praise abroad. 5 And though these lips shall cease to move,
Though death shall close these eyes, Yet shall my soul to nobler heights
Of joy and transport rise. 6 Then shall my powers in endless strains
Their grateful tribute pay:
And an eternal day.
430. C. M. DODDRIDGE. Days of the Upright known to God. Ps. 37. 1 To thee, my God, my days are known;
My soul enjoys the thought;
Nor are my faults forgot.
Is vocal to thine ear;
Before thine eye appear.
Thy mercy shall approve;
And every care of love.
4 Each golden hour of beaming light
Is gilded by thy rays;
A present God surveys.
And in thy view I die;
Shall find my God is nigh.
431. 7 & 6s. M. RIPPON'S COL.
The Soul aspiring to Heaven. 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Towards heaven, thy native place.
To seats prepared above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course;
Both speed them to their source :
To rest in his embrace.
Heavenly Joy on Earth. 1 COME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known: Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne. 2 The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from the place: Religion never was designed
To make our pleasures less.
Glory begun below;
From faith and hope may grow. 4 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry : We're marching through Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high.
433. C. M. C. WESLEY.
Seeking true Joys. 1 Our joy is a created good;
How soon it fades away!
Before the noon of day. 2 Joy, by its violent excess,
To certain ruin tends,
3 In vain doth earthly bliss afford
A momentary shade;
And withers o'er my head. 4 But of my Saviour's
love possessed, No more for earth I pine; Secure of everlasting rest
Beneath the heavenly vine.
C. M. WESLEY'S COL.
1 LORD, I believe a rest remains,
To all thy people known;
And thou art loved alone;
Is fixed on things above; Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,
Cast out by perfect love.
Believe and enter in !
And let me cease from sin ! 4 Remove all hardness from my heart,
All unbelief remove;
The sabbath of thy love.
LIFE, DEATH, AND FUTURITY.
435. L. M. DODDRIDGE.
The Wisdom of redeeming Time. 1 God of eternity ! from thee
Did infant time his being draw:
Revolve by thine un varied law.
Steady and strong the current flows,
The boundless gulf from which it rose. 3 With it the thoughtless sons of men
Before the rapid stream are borne
Whence not one soul can e'er return. 4 Yet while the shore on either side
Presents a gaudy, flattering show,
gaze, in fond amusement lost, Nor think to what a world we go. 5 Great Source of wisdom ! teach our hearts
To know the price of every hour,