2 But months and years are passing by, And soon must all be gone;
For day by day as miuutes fly, Eternity comes on.
3 Days, months, and years must have an end, Eternity has none;
It never can its ages spend,
Even as they ne'er begun.
4 Great God! an infant cannot tell How such a thing can be ; I only pray that I may dwell That long, long time with thee.
70 Ps. XCI. 1.-"He that dwelleth in the secret
place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty."
1 CALL Jehovah thy salvation,
Rest beneath the Almighty's shade, In his secret habitation
Dwell, nor ever be dismay'd; There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safeguard there,
2 From the sword, at noon-day wasting, From the noisome pestilence, In the depth of midnight blasting, God shall be thy sure defence. Fear not thou the deadly quiver, When a thousand feel the blow, Mercy shall thy soul deliver,
Though ten thousand be laid low,
3 Thee, though winds and waves be swelling, God, thine hope, shall bear through all, Plague shall not come near thy dwelling, Thee no evil shall befall;
He shall charge his angel-legions Watch and guard o'er thee to keep,-- Though thou walk through hostile regions, Though in desert wilds thou sleep.
4 Since, with pure and true affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of his protection He will shield thee from above: Thou shalt call on him in trouble, He will hearken, he will save; Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave.
71 Ps. XCIV. 22.-" My God is the Rock of my refuge."
1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee; Let the water and the blood,
From thy wounded side which flow'd, Be of sin the double cure; Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
2 Not the labour of my hands Can fulfil thy law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and thou alone.
3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy Cross I cling;
Naked, come to thee for dress; Helpless, look to thee for grace; Guilty, to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die!
4 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyes are clos'd in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on thy judgment throne: Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.
72 Ps. XCVI. 11.-"Let the heavens rejoice and let the earth be glad before the Lord.
1 SONGS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujah's rang, When Jehovah's work began,- When He spake, and it was done.
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose when He Captive led captivity.
3 Heaven and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown the day: God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
4 And shall man alone be dumb Till that glorious kingdom come? No! the Church is called to raise Psalms and hymns and songs of praise.
5 Learning thus, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above: Soon this holy sweet employ She in glory shall enjoy.
73 PS. CIII. 1.-" Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless his holy
1 LET sinners sav'd give thanks and sing Of mercies past, of joys to come; The Lord their Saviour is, and King,
The Cross their hope, and Heav'n their home.
2 Let sinners sav'd give thanks and sing, Sweet is the subject of their song; Who made the children of a King Expect to sit in Heav'n ere long.
3 Let sinners sav'd give thanks and sing,- The Lord has kept in dangers past; And oh, sweet thought, the Lord will bring His people safe to Heav'n at last!
4 Let sinners sav'd give thanks and sing,
Of Jesus sing through all their days; In Heav'n their golden harps they'll string, And there for ever sing His praise.
74 Ps. cix. 4-5.—“For my love they are my adversaries; they rewarded me hatred for
1 WHAT grace, O Lord, and beauty shone Around thy steps below;
What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe.
2 For ever on thy burden'd heart A weight of sorrow hung, Yet no ungentle murm'ring word Escaped thy silent tongue.
3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile,— Thy friends unfaithful prove; Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love.
4 O give us hearts to love like thee,- Like thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for others' sins than all The wrongs that we receive.
5 One with thyself, may every eye In us, thy brethren, see
That gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord, with Thee.
75 PS. CXIX. 94.-" I am thine, save me, for I have sought Thy precepts."
1 To Thee my heart would tell its griefs, O Lord, My burning tears into thy bosom flow,
For thou hast promised in thy faithful Word That thou wilt bear the weight of all my woe.
2 And I am thine! O that my life were spent In doing only all thy righteous will; That I might walk, on holiness intent, And every hour delight to love Thee still.
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