565. Praise for recovery from sickness. C.M. The Lord hath chastened me sore; but he hath not given me over unto death.......Open to me the gates of righteousness: I will go into them, and will praise the Lord. PSA. cxviii. 18, 19. SOVEREIGN of life, I own thy hand 2 To thee, in my distress, I cried, 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, 1 may record my solemn vows, And tune my grateful song. 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand Renews our lab'ring breath: Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints 5 My God, in thine appointed hour, Where pain and sin, and fear and death, 6 There, while the nations of the bless'd 566. The Believer encouraged in his conflict with sin and Satan. L.M. Be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might.Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the Devil.-EPH. vi. 10, 11. STAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 5 Then let my soul march boldly on, 567. Death welcome in the prospect of heaven. C.M. And there shall be no night there.—REV. xxii. 5. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink, 5 0! could we make our doubts remove, 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. 568. Communion desired. L.M. "Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feed est, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions.-SONG OF SOL. i, 7. THOU whom my soul admires above 4 The footsteps of thy flock I see, and tears. 5 His flesh he makes my heav'nly food, And bids me drink his richest blood; Here to these hills my soul would come, Till my Beloved leads me home. 569. The Believer's portion and joy. C.M. Thou shalt guide me with thy counsel, and afterward receive me to glory. Whom have I in heaven but thee? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever, &c. PSALM lxxiii. 24, 28. THY counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness; Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, 2 Were 1 in heaven without my God, 3 To thee, O Lord, mine eyes will look, 4 Behold, the sinners that remove 5 But to draw near to thee my God, My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. |