2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,

And mortal spirits tire and faint ;
But they forget the mighty God,

Who feeds the strength of every saint. 3 From thee, the overflowing Spring,

Believers drink a fresh supply,
While such as trust their native strength

Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 4 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,

We'll mount aloft to thine abode ;
On wings of love to Jesus fly,

Nor tire amidst the heavenly road.

HYMN 313. C. M. [#]

Power of Faith. 1 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss,

And saves us from its snares;
Its aid in every duty brings,

And softens all our cares.
2 It quells the raging flames of sin,

And lights the sacred fire
Of love to God and heavenly things,
And feeds the

pure desire. 3 The wounded conscience knows its power

The healing balm to give;
That balm the saddest heart can cheer,

And make the dying live.
4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds,

Where deathless pleasures reign;
And bids us seek our portion there,

Nor bids us seek in vain.

5 On that bright prospect may we rest,

Till this frail body dies;
And then, on faith's triumphant wings,

To endless glory rise.

HYMN 314. C. M. [#]

God our Helper.
1 The Lord appears niy Helper now,

Nor is my faith afraid
Of what the sons of earth can do,

Since heaven affords me aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee,

And have my God my Friend,
Than trust in men of high degree,

And on their truth depend.
3 Like bees my foes beset me round,

A large and angry swarm ;
But I shall all their


confound By thine almighty arm. 4 'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong ;

In him my lips rejoice :
While his salvation is my song,

How cheerful is my voice !

HYMN 315. L. M. [#]

Soaring by Faith.
1 THERE is a glorious world on high,

Resplendent with eternal day;
Faith views the blissful prospect nigh,

And God's own word reveals the way.

2 There shall the servants of the Lord

With never-fading lustre shine;
Surprising honour, large reward,

Conferred on man by love divine ! 3 How happy, then, the truly wise,

Who learn and keep the sacred road; How happy they whom Heaven employs,

To turn rebellious men to God.
4 On wings of faith and strong desire

O may our spirits daily rise,
And reach, at last, the shining choir,

In brighter mansions of the skies.

HYMN 316. L. M. [b or#]

Faith in God in a Time of Distress. 1 Should famine o'er the mourning field

Extend her desolating reign,
Nor spring her blooming beauties yield,

Nor autumn swell the ripening grain ; 2 Should lowing herds and bleating sheep

Around their famished master die,
And hope itself, expiring, weep,

Whilst life deplores its last supply ;3 Amidst the dark, the deathful scene,

If I can say, The Lord is mine,
The joy shall triumph o'er the pain,

And glory dawn, though life decline. 4 The God of my salvation lives;

My nobler life he will sustain;
His word immortal vigour gives,

Nor shall my hope or trust be vain.

5 Thy presence, Lord, can cheer my heart,

Though every earthly comfort die ;
Thy love can bid my pain depart,

Ánd raise my sacred pleasures high.

HYMN 317. L. M. [#]

Faith in the invisible God. 1 ALMIGHTY and immortal King,

Thy peerless splendours none can bear ; But darkness veils seraphic eyes,

When God with all his glory's there. 2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom,

The great Invisible can see,
And with its tremblings mingle joy,

In fixed regards, great God, to thee. 3 This one petition would it urge,

To bear thee ever in its sight;
In life, in death, in worlds unknown,

Its only Portion and Delight.

HYMN 318. C. M. [#]

Joys of Faith and Hope. 1 Those happy realms of joy and peace,

Fain would my heart explore, Where grief and pain forever cease,

And I shall sin no more. 2 No darkness there shall cloud the eyes,

No languor seize the frame; But ever-active vigour rise

To feed the vital flame.

3 O for the eye of faith divine,

To pierce beyond the grave,
To see that Friend, and call him mine,

Whose arm is strong to save.
4 Here fix, my soul, for life is here;

Light breaks amid the gloom; Trust in thy Father's love, nor fear

The horrors of the tomb.

HYMN 319. C. M. [#or b ]

Looking at Things unseen. 1 Why should the world's alluring toys

Detain our hearts and eyes, Regardless of immortal joys,

And strangers to the skies.
2 These transient scenes will soon decay ;

They fade upon the sight;
And quickly will their brightest day

Be lost in endless night.
3 Lord, send a beam of light divine

To guide our upward aim ; With one reviving ray of thine

Our languid hearts inflame. 4 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing,

Our ardent wishes rise To those bright scenes where pleasures spring

Immortal in the skies.

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