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C. M. 517. Watts.
God our Portion. Psalm 73.
My Help for ever near,
When sinking in despair.
2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet
Through this dark wilderness,
To dwell before thy face.
3 What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint ? God is my soul's eternal Rock,
The Strength of every saint. 4 Behold, the sinners that remove
Far from thy presence die: Not all the idol gods they love
Can save them when they cry.
5 But to draw near to thee, my God,
Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad,
And tell the world my joy.
C. M. 518.
SELECT COL. Aspirations after the Christian Temper. 1 Almighty Maker, Lord of all,
Of life the only spring, Creator of unnumbered worlds,
Supreme, immortal King,
2 Drive from the windings of my heart
Impenitence and pride ;
With thoughtless sinners glide. 3. Whate'er thine all-discerning eye
Sees for thy creature fit;
Be to my bosom known:
And patience for my own.
I ask not wealth or fame; Give me an eye to see thy will,
A heart to bless thy name. 6 May still my days serenely pass,
Without remorse or care; And growing holiness my soul
For life's last hour prepare.
A wild of cares, and toils, and tears, Where foes alarm, and dangers threat,
And pleasures kill, and glories cheat, 2 Shed down, O Lord? a heavenly ray, To guide me in the doubtful way; And o'er me hold thy shield of power, To guard me in the dangerous hour.
3 Teach me the flattering paths to shun
In which the thoughtless many run, Who for a shade the substance miss, And grasp their ruin in their bliss. May never pleasure, wealth, or pride Allure my wandering soul aside; But, through this maze of mortal ill, Safe lead me to thy heavenly hill.
God's Parental Character.
My Father! - cheering name!
I call thee mine!
A portion so divine.
And bid my sorrows fly;
Beneath my Father's eye?
I calmly would resign;
O bend my will to thine!
O give me strength to bear;
· And trust a father's care.
To my weak, erring sight;
That all thy ways are right.
521. WESLET'S COL.
Thy Kingdom come.”
And all the hosts above,
Unite to praise thy love.
2 Thy kingdom come, with power
grace, To every heart of man; Thy peace, and joy, and righteousness
In all our bosoms reign ;
3 The righteousness that never ends,
But makes an end of sin;
Into our souls bring in;-
Which can no more remove;
The omnipotence of love.
“ God is Love."
1 When darkness long has veiled my mind,
And smiling day once more appears :
2 Straight I upbraid my wandering heart,
And blush that I should ever be
3 O let me then at length be taught
What I am still so slow to learn,-
4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat!
But, when my faith is sharply tried,
Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide.
Subdues the disobedient will,
SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS. The Soul panting for God. Psalm 42. 1 As the chased hart, midst sultry beams,
Pants for the brook's refreshing streams,
So long thy gracious face to see.
We here as weary pilgrims roam ;
Oft doomed to tread the path of woe.
Should doubt or sorrow fill the breast?
With thee, his Saviour, ever near? 4 Not only in the noon of joy
Thy praise shall be our sweet employ;