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Ye heavenly guides, speed not away,
God willeth you with us to stay.
3 But chiefly at its journey's end
'Tis yours the spirit to befriend,
And whisper to the faithful heart,
"O Christian soul, in peace depart."

4 Blest Jesus, thou whose groans and tears
Have sanctified frail nature's fears,
To earth in bitter sorrow weighed,
Thou didst not scorn thine angel's aid.

5 An angel guard to us supply,
When on the bed of death we lie;
And by thine own almighty power
O shield us in the last dread hour.

ROBERT CAMPBELL.

ST. PETER. L. M.

*ARR. FROM A GERMAN CHORAL.

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Security in God.

1 GOD is our refuge and defense; In trouble our unfailing aid:

Secure in his omnipotence,

What foe can make our souls afraid?

2 Yea, though the earth's foundations rock, And mountains down the gulf be hurled, His people smile amid the shock:

They look beyond this transient world.

3 There is a river pure and bright,

Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains;

Where, in eternity of light,

The city of our God remains.

4 Built by the word of his command,
With his unclouded presence blest,
Firm as his throne the bulwarks stand;
There is our home, our hope, our rest.

4 I have no skill the snare to shun, But thou, O Christ, my wisdom art: I ever into ruin run,

But thou art greater than my heart. 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not known; Bring me where I my heaven may find, The heaven of loving thee alone.

CHARLES WESLEY.

170 Quietness and assurance.

1 How do Thy mercies close me round! Forever be thy name adored;

I blush in all things to abound;
The servant is above his Lord.
2 Inured to poverty and pain,
A suffering life my Master led;
The Son of God, the Son of man,

He had not where to lay his head.
3 But lo! a place he hath prepared
For me, whom watchful angels keep;
Yea, he himself becomes my guard;
He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep.
4 Jesus protects; my fears, be gone:
What can the Rock of ages move?
Safe in thy arms I lay me down,
Thine everlasting arms of love.
5 While thou art intimately nigh,
Who, who shall violate my rest?
Sin, earth, and hell I now defy:

I lean upon my Saviour's breast.

6 I rest beneath the Almighty's shade, My griefs expire, my troubles cease; Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed, Wilt keep me still in perfect peace.

CHARLES WESLEY.

HAYDN. S. M.

FRANCIS JOSEPH HAYDN.

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Omnipotent goodness.

1 AWAY, my needless fears,
And doubts no longer mine;

A ray of heavenly light appears,
A messenger divine.

2 Thrice comfortable hope,

That calms my troubled breast;

My Father's hand prepares the cup,
And what he wills is best.

3 If what I wish is good,

And suits the will divine,

By earth and hell in vain withstood,

I know it shall be mine.

4 Still let them counsel take
To frustrate his decree;

They cannot keep a blessing back,
By Heaven designed for me.

5 Here then I doubt no more,
But in his pleasure rest,

Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power, Engage to make me blest.

DENNIS. S M.

HANS GEORGE NAEGELI.

176 Thy gentleness hath made me great.

Ps. 18: 35.

1 How gentle God's commands!
How kind his precepts are!
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord,
And trust his constant care.

2 Beneath his watchful eye

His saints securely dwell;

That hand which bears all nature up
Shall guard his children well.

3 Why should this anxious load

Press down your weary mind?

Haste to your heavenly Father's throne,
And sweet refreshment find.

4 His goodness stands approved,
Unchanged from day to day:
I'll drop my burden at his feet,
And bear a song away.