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You shall name your walls, Salvation,
And your gates shall all be Praise.

"There, like streams that feed the garden,
Pleasures without end shall flow;
For the Lord, your faith rewarding,
All his bounty shall bestow;
Still in undisturbed possession
Peace and righteousness shall reign ;
Never shall you feel oppression,
Hear the voice of war again.

"Ye no more your suns descending,
Waning moons no more shall see;
But, your griefs for ever ending,
Find eternal noon in me:

God shall rise, and shining o'er ye,
Change to day the gloom of night
He, the Lord, shall be your glory,
God your everlasting light."

XI.-JEHOVAH OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS.
Jer. xxiii. 6.

My God, how perfect are thy ways!
But mine polluted are ;

Sin twines itself about my praise,

And slides into my prayer.

When I would speak what thou hast done
To save me from my sin,

I cannot make thy mercies known,
But self-applause creeps in.

Divine desire, that holy flame
Thy grace creates in me;
Alas! impatience is its name,
When it returns to thee.

This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts,
How does it overflow,

While self upon the surface floats,

Still bubbling from below.

Let others in the gaudy dress

Of fancied merit shine;

The Lord shall be my righteousness,
The Lord for ever mine.

XII.-EPHRAIM REPENTING.

Jer. xxxi. 18-20.

My God, till I received thy stroke,
How like a beast was I!

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So unaccustomed to the yoke,
So backward to comply.

With grief my just reproach I bear;
Shame fills me at the thought,
How frequent my rebellions were,
What wickedness I wrought.

Thy merciful restraint I scorned,
And left the pleasant road;
Yet turn me, and I shall be turned !
Thou art the Lord my God.

"Is Ephraim banished from my thoughts, Or vile in my esteem?

No," saith the Lord, "with all his faults,
I still remember him.

"Is he a dear and pleasant child?
Yes, dear and pleasant still;
Though sin his foolish heart beguiled,
And he withstood my will.

"My sharp rebuke has laid him low,
He seeks my face again;

My pity kindles at his woe,
He shall not seek in vain."

XIII. THE COVENANT.

Ezek. xxxvi. 25-28.

THE Lord proclaims his grace abroad!
"Behold, I change your hearts of stone;
Each shall renounce his idol-god,
And serve, henceforth, the Lord alone.

My grace, a flowing stream, proceeds
To wash your filthiness away;
Ye shall abhor your former deeds,
And learn my statutes to obey.

My truth the great design ensures,
I give myself away to you;
You shall be mine, I will be yours,
Your God unalterably true.

Yet not unsought, or unimplored,
The plenteous grace shall I confer;
No-your whole hearts shall seek the Lord,

I'll put a praying spirit there.

From the first breath of life divine,
Down to the last expiring hour,
The gracious work shall all be mine,
Begun and ended in my power."

The types and figures were a glass,
In which they saw a Saviour's face.
The paschal sacrifice

And blood-besprinkled door,
Seen with enlightened eyes,

And once applied with power,

Would teach the need of other blood,
To reconcile an angry God.

The Lamb, the Dove, set forth
His perfect innocence,
Whose blood of matchless worth
Should be the soul's defence;
For he who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of his own.

The scape-goat on his head
The people's trespass bore,
And to the desert led,

Was to be seen no more :
In him our Surety seemed to say,
Behold, I bear your sins away."

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Dipt in his fellow's blood,

The living bird went free;
The type, well understood,
Expressed the sinner's plea ;

Described a guilty soul enlarged,
And by a Saviour's death discharged.

Jesus, I love to trace,

Throughout the sacred page,
The footsteps of thy grace,
The same in every age!

O grant that I may faithful be
To clearer light vouchsafed to me!

XXI.-SARDIS.

Rev. iii. 1-6.

"WRITE to Sardis," saith the Lord,

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'And write what he declares,
He whose Spirit, and whose word,
Upholds the seven stars :
All thy works and ways I search,
Find thy zeal and love decayed;
Thou art called a living church,
But thou art cold and dead.

"Watch, remember, seek, and strive,
Exert thy former pains;

Let thy timely care revive,

And strengthen what remains ;

Cleanse thine heart, thy works amend,

Former times to mind recall,

Lest my sudden stroke descend,
And smite thee once for all.

"Yet I number now in thee
A few that are upright;
These my Father's face shall see,
And walk with me in white.
When in judgment I appear,
They for mine shall be confest;
Let my faithful servants hear,-
And woe be to the rest!"

XXII.-PRAYER FOR A BLESSING.

BESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth,
The gift of saving grace;

And let the seed of sacred truth
Fall in a fruitful place.

Grace is a plant, where'er it grows,
Of pure and heavenly root;
But fairest in the youngest shows,
And yields the sweetest fruit.

Ye careless ones, O hear betimes
The voice of sovereign love!

Your youth is stained with many crimes,
But mercy reigns above.

True, you are young, but there's a stone
Within the youngest breast;

Or half the crimes which you have done
Would rob you of your rest.

For you the public prayer is made;
Oh, join the public prayer!
For you the secret tear is shed;
Oh, shed yourselves a tear!

We pray that you may early prove
The Spirit's power to teach;
You cannot be too young to love
That Jesus whom we preach.

XXIII.-PLEADING FOR AND WITH YOUTH.

SIN has undone our wretched race;

But Jesus has restored,

And brought the sinner face to face

With his forgiving Lord.

This we repeat from year to year,

And press upon our youth;

Come thou, and fill this wider space,
And bless us with a large increase.

Lord, we are few, but thou art near ;
Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear;
Oh, rend the heavens, come quickly down,
And make a thousand hearts thine own.

XXVII.-WELCOME TO THE TABLE.

THIS is the feast of heavenly wine,
And God invites to sup;
The juices of the living vine
Were pressed to fill the cup.

Oh! bless the Saviour, ye that eat,
With royal dainties fed;

Not heaven affords a costlier treat,
For Jesus is the bread.

The vile, the lost, he calls to them;
Ye trembling souls, appear!
The righteous in their own esteem
Have no acceptance here.

Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse
The banquet spread for you;
Dear Saviour, this is welcome news,
Then I may venture too.

If guilt and sin afford a plea,
And may obtain a place,

Surely the Lord will welcome me,
And I shall see his face.

XXVIII.-JESUS HASTING TO SUFFER.

THE Saviour, what a noble flame
Was kindled in his breast,

When hasting to Jerusalem,

He marched before the rest!

Good will to men, and zeal for God,
His every thought engross;
He longs to be baptized with blood,
He pants to reach the cross!

With all his suffering full in view,
And woes to us unknown,
Forth to the task his spirit flew ;
'Twas love that urged him on.

Lord, we return thee what we can:
Our hearts shall sound abroad,

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