Or, rather, both should both assay,
And their cross-notes unite;

Both grief and joy should sing and pray,
Since both such hopes invite.

Hopes, that all present sorrow heal,

All present joy transcend;

Hopes to possess, and taste, and feel,
Delights that never end.

All glory to the Sacred Three,
All honor, power, and praise;
As at the first, may ever be,
Beyond the end of days.

'I AM LIKE A BROKEN VESSEL.'

Psalm 31: 12.

O THOU, whose wise, paternal love,
Hath brought my active vigor down,
Thy choice I thankfully approve;
And prostrate, at thy gracious throne,
I offer up my life's remains;
I choose the state my God ordains.

Cast, as a broken vessel by,
Thy will I can no longer do;
Yet, while a daily death I die,

Thy power I may in weakness show;
My patience may thy glory raise, -
My speechless woe proclaim thy praise.

But, since without thy Spirit's might,
Thou know'st I nothing can endure,
The help I ask, in Jesus' right,

The strength he did for me procure,
Father, abundantly impart,
And arm with love my feeble heart.

O, let me live, of thee possessed,

In weakness, weariness, and pain;
The anguish of my laboring breast,
The daily cross I still sustain,
For him, that languished on the tree,
But lived, before he died for me.

THE REFUGE.

Who have fled for refuge to lay hold upon the hope set before us. Hebrews 6: 18.

JESUS! refuge of my soul!

Let me to thy bosom fly;

While the nearer waters roll,

While the tempest still is high.

Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide;

O, receive my soul at last.

Other refuge have I none;

Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone,

Still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed;

All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing.

Thou, O Christ! art all I want:
More than all in thee I find.

Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is thy name:

I am all unrighteousness. False, and full of sin I am:

Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with thee is found; Grace, to cover all my sin.

Let the healing streams abound, Make, and keep me pure within;

Thou of life the fountain art,

Freely let me take of thee;
Spring thou up within my heart, —

Rise, to all eternity.

NOT UNCLOTHED, BUT CLOTHED UPON.

For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened; not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life.-2 Cor. 5: 4.

Iv health, O Lord, and prosperous days,
When worldly wealth, or worldly praise,
When worldly thoughts have filled our heart,
We would not from the body part;·
And then the very thought is loathed,
That we must be by death unclothed.

In sickness, sorrow, or in shame,
We fain would quit this mortal frame;
But thus to shrink from toil and pain,
This is not longing for thy reign;
Brought low, we only seek to be

Unclothed, not clothed upon by thee.

O, rather help us, as we ought
To feel what thine apostle taught, -
That not for aye we seek to wear
This form of clay, corruption's heir;

Nor yet, impatient, ask alone

To be unclothed, but clothed upon.

O, blessed Lord! whose merits dress
Thy saints in robes of righteousness;
Through whom, for us, eternal stands
That heavenly house, not made with hands
When this frail dwelling sets us free,
Quench thou, in life, mortality.

FRIENDSHIP WITH CHRIST.

Nevertheless, I am continually with thee; thou hast holden me by my right hand. Psalm 73: 23.

WHEN, in the hours of lonely woe,
I give my sorrows leave to flow,
And anxious fear and dark distrust
Weigh down my spirit to the dust;
When not e'en friendship's gentle aid
Can heal the wounds the world has made;
O, this shall check each rising sigh, -
Thou, Saviour, art forever nigh.

Jesus! in whom, but thee above,
Can I repose my trust, my love?
And shall an earthly object be
Loved, in comparison with thee?