3 'Tis thus with thine Israel on earth,
Who groan with a body of sin,
Partake of a spiritual birth,

The work of the Spirit within.
[4 To-day with the taste of his love,.
Jehovah their souls shall expand;
To-morrow he'll give them to prove,
The Canaanite still in the land.]

5 Yet all things shall work for their good,
Afflictions, temptations, or pain;

And still thro' the Lamb and his blood, Their cause they shall ever maintain. [6 A thorn in the flesh they shall have, Their roving affections to win

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To teach them how Jesus can save, And show them the depth of their sin.] 7 Yes, down to the Jordan of death, His foes shall the christian withstand; And feel, when resigning his breath, The Canaanite still in the land. 8 Their place of repose is on high, (No Canaanite enters therein), To drink of the rivers of joy, Remote from the regions of sin.

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599. L. M. James's Sel. Address to Sinners....Isaiah xxxiii. 14. INNER, O why so thoughtless grown? Why in such dreadful haste to die? Daring to leap to worlds unknown, Heedless against thy God to fly? 2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate? Urg'd on by sin's fantastic dreams; Madly attempt th' infernal gate, And force thy passage to the flames? 3 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains, Behold the God of love unfold

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The glories of his dying pains,
Forever telling, yet untold!

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600. 7s. Wesley.
A Sinner out of Hell.
ORD, and am I yet alive,
Not in torments, not in hell!
Still doth thy good Spirit strive-
With the chief of sinners dwell!
Tell it, unto sinners tell,
I am, I am out of hell.

2 Yes, I still lift up mine eyes,
Will not of thy love despair:
Still, in spite of sin, I rise,
Still I bow to thee in pray'r.

3 O the length and breadth of love!
Jesus, Saviour, can it be?

All thy mercy's height I prove,
All the depth is seen in me.
4 See a bush that burns with fire
Unconsum'd amid the flame!
Turn aside the sight t' admire---
I the living wonder am!

5 See a stone that hangs in air!
See a spark in ocean live!
Kept alive with death so near,
I to God the glory give :
Ever tell-to sinners tell,

601. C. M. Haweis.

Sodom's Destruction....Gen. xix. 14, 22-25.

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1 Pet. iv. 18.

ITH radiant beams the sun arose
On Sodom's fated tow'rs;

In pleasure's round, and false repose,
They spend the cheerful hours.

2 Lot's warning voice they mocking heard,
Their hearts, elate with pride,

No joy withheld, no danger fear'd-
The prophet they deride.

3 In vain he pleads, "fly, sinner, fly....
"Behold destruction near !"
"Empty enthusiast," they reply,
And ridicule his fear.

4 But sudden o'er the trembling ground
The heav'ns tremendous low'r ;
And streams of fire and brimstone round,
In torrents downward pour.

5 They scream....they fly....no hope remainsBlaspheme-in flames expire:

Lot, safe in Zoar a refuge gains"A brand pluck'd from the fire." 6 Sinner, behold-the warning take; This moment hear and fear: For if the righteous scarce escape, O where wilt thou appear?

602. L. M. Cowper.

Safety in a Storm....Psalm lxix. 15. 1HE billows swell, the winds are high, clouds overcast my wintry sky:

Out of the depths to thee I call, My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform,

And guide and guard me thro' the storm; Defend me from each threat'ning ill, Controul the waves-say "peace, be still." 3 Amidst the roaring of the sea, My soul still hangs her hope on thee; Thy constant love, thy faithful care, Is all that saves me from despair. 4 Dangers of ev'ry shape and name, Attend the foll'wers of the Lamb;

Who leave the world's deceitful shore, And leave it to return no more. 5 Tho' tempest-tost, and half a wreck, My Saviour thro' the floods I seek; Let neither winds nor stormy main, Force back my shatter'd bark again.

1 SUBMISSIVE to thy will, my God,
I all to thee resign;
And bow before thy chast'ning rod-
I mourn, but not repine.

2 Why should my foolish heart complain,
When wisdom, truth, and love
Direct the stroke, inflict the pain,
And point to joys above?

3. How short are all my suff'rings here,
How needful ev'ry cross;
Away, my unbelieving fear,
Nor call my gain my loss.

4 Then give, dear Lord, or take away,
I'll bless thy sacred name;
My Jesus, yesterday, to-day,
Forever is the same!

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604. C. M. Cowper.
Submission....Heb. xii. 7.

EAR Lord, my best desires fulfit,
And help me to resign

Life, health, and comfort to thy will,
And make thy pleasure mine.

2 Why should I shrink at thy command,
Whose love forbids my fears?
Or tremble at the gracious hand,
That wipes away my tears?

3. No-let me rather freely yield
What most I prize to thee,

Who never hast a good withheld, Nor wilt withhold, from me. 4. Thy favor all my journey thro' Thou art engag'd to grant: What else I want, or think I do, "Tis better still to want.

5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way: Shall I resist them both?

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blind creature of a day, And crush'd before the moth?

6 But ah! my inmost spirit cries, Still bind me to thy sway;

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Else the next cloud that veils my skies
Drives all these thoughts away.

605. C. M. Merrick, altered.
Submission.

LORD, hast thou call'd me by thy grace,
And form'd my heart anew?

And are these joys which now I taste
The pledge of glory too?

2 I leave inferior cares with thee,
Since thou hast won my heart;
Whatever, Lord, is good for me,
Do thou that good impart.

3 Not to my wish, but to my want
All needful good apply;
Unask'd-for good, Lord, to me grant-
What's ill, tho' ask'd, deny.

606. C. M. Hoskins.

Submission. It is well....2 Kings iv. 26. 1 T shall be well, let sinners know, Ihathos who love the Lord,

His saints have always found it so,
By resting on his word.

2 Peace, then, ye chasten'd sons of God,
Why let your sorrows swell?