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2 He brougbt me from the fearful pit,
The gates of death and hell;
My lips his praises tell.
Beneath my soul he plac'd;
My sliding footsteps fast. 4 The city of my blest abode
Is wall'd around with grace:
To shield the sacred place.
And all bis legions roar;
And bounds his furious power. 6 Arise, my soul ! awake, my voice,
And tunes of pleasure sing ; Loud Hallelujahs shall address
My Saviour and my King,
272 Living by Faith. C.M. I am crucified with CARIST: nevertheless I live; yet
not I, but Christ liveth in me; and the life which I
I hold my frail abode,
Its Saviour, and its God. 2 Daily by faith on thee I live,
'Midst all my griefs and snares; And death, encounter'd in thy sight,
No form of horror wears. 3 Yes, thou hast lov'd this sinful worm,
Hast giv'n thyself for me :
Nail'd to the bloody tree,
Then raise them to thy seat;
At its REDEEMER's feet. 5 Be dead, my heart, to wordly charms,
Be dead to every sin ;
That Jesus reigns within.
Nor asks a surer ground:
In him my all is found.
273. Constrained to Love Christ. C.M.
Lovest thou me more than these ? Feed my Lambs.-
John xxi. 15.
DO not I love thee, O my Lord ?
Behold my heart, and see;
That dares to rival thee. 2 Do not I love thee from
soul ? Then let me nothing love : Dead be my heart to every joy,
When Jesus cannot move.
To mine attentive ear ?
My Saviour's voice to hear !
I would disdain to feed?
I'd fear thy cause to plead?] 5 Would not my ardent spirit vie,
With angels round the throne,
And make thy glory known ? 6 Thou know'st I love thee, gracious Lord;
But, O! I long to soar
And learn to love thee more.
274. Meeting Reproach for Christ.
I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself ; that where I am, there ye may be also.John, xiv. 2, 3.
And art thou, gracious master, gone,
for me? Shall I behold thee on the throne,
And there for ever sit with thee ? Then let the world approve or blame,
I'll triumph in thy gracious name. 2 Should I to gain the world's applause,
Or to escape its harmless frown,
And make thy people's lot my own;
When thou thy glory wilt display! 3 [And what is man, or what his smile ?
The terrors of his anger what?
But soon his place shall know him
The Lord of heav'n and earth deny ?] 4 No! let the world cast out my name,
And vile account me if they will;
I purpose to be viler still:
5 What transport then shall fill my heart,
When thou my worthless name wilt When I shall see thee as thou art,[own;
And know as I myself am known! From sin, and fear, and sorrow free, My soul shall find its rest in thee.
275. The Motives of his Love to Christ.
Lovest thou me?--JOnn xxi. 16.
HARK, my soul, it is the Lord;
Say, poor sinner“ lov'st thou me?" 2 I deliver'd thee when bound,
And, when bleeding, heal'd thy wound,
Turu'd thy darkness into light. 3 Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yet will I remember thee.
Higher than the heights above;
Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ;