6 Satan shall ne'er o'er Jesus boast,
Nor the rich grace be ever lost :
The Spirit ne'er his dwelling lose,
Nor Christ the humble soul refuse.
Tho' unbelief may long molest,
And sin and satan break my rest;
Grace shall at last the vict'ry get,
And make my conquest quite complete.
302. C. M. Beddome.
Fear not....Isaiah xli. 10.
1 YE trembling souls, dismiss your fears, Be mercy all your theme ;
Mercy, which like a river, flows
In one continual stream.
2 Fear not the pow'rs of earth and hell;
God will these pow'rs restrain;
His mighty arm their rage repel,
And make their efforts vain.
3 Fear not the want of outward good s
He will for his provide ;
Grant them supplies of daily food,
And all they need beside.
4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake,
Or leave his work undone;
He's faithful to his promises,
And faithful to his Son.
5 Fear not the terrors of the grave,
Or death's tremendous sting;
He will from endless wrath preserve,
To endless glory bring.
[6 You, in his wisdom, pow'r, and grace, May confidently trust;
His wisdom guides, his pow'r protects,
His grace rewards the just.]
303. C. M. Doddridge.
Fears dissipated....Isaiah xli. 10.
ND art thou with us, gracious Lord,
To dissipate our fear?
Dost thou proclaim thyself our God,
Our God forever near?
2 Doth thy right-hand, which form'd the earth,
And bears up all the skies,
Stretch from on high its friendly aid,
When dangers round us rise?
3 Dost thou a father's bowels feel
For all thy humble saints?
And in such tender accents speak,
To soothe their sad complaints?
4 On this support my soul shall lean,
And banish ev'ry care;
The gloomy vale of death must smile,
If God be with me there.
On the Alarm of Fire.... Amos iv. 11. 1 HE fire, with wild unbounded pow'r, May ruin ev'ry earthly joy,
And in a swift, surprising hour
Our treasures, homes, and lives destroy.
2 But still the saint its rage defies,
And should destruction seize his frame,
His unimbodied soul would rise
And mount to glory in the flame.
3 There stands a palace built sublime
In yonder heav'ns to which we go,
Secure from all the wastes of time,
And all the dire events below.
4 When vengeance, kindling all her fires,
Shall ride in ruin o'er the ball;
Saints shall enjoy their full desires,
Their God, their Saviour, and their all,
305. C. M. Harrison.
Fortitude....Matt. x. 28.
HY should the dread of sinful man
Ensnare and vex my soul?
O, for that fortitude which can
My ev'ry fear controul.
2 Shall I offend a holy God,
And sacrifice my peace,
To shun a mortal's threat'ning rod,
A friend or two to please?
8 I must obey the God I love,
Tho' all the world contemns;
One smile from him, I prize above
The richest earthly gems.
4 Hark! O my soul-methinks I hear
Jehovah's awful voice
"Fear not, thou worm, for I am near;
"I well approve thy choice.
"While mortal men revile and frown,
"I'll smile upon thy soul;
"And thou shalt tread the tempter down,
"While I his rage controul.'
6 Lord, I resign me to thy will,
Thy wisdom I adore!
I yield to thee-thy word fulfil,
And let me doubt no more.
306. 8. 8. 6. Hammond.
Fulness of Christ....John i. 16....Col. i. 19.
IN Christ alone all fulness dwells;
He a rich plenitude reveals
To all his chosen seed;
Whatever be his people's wants,
From his rich fulness still he grants,
As their immortal head.
2 In all their troubles and distress, He will bestow abundant grace, And help them on their way;
He'll never let his people go,
Nor shall they sink in endless woe;
His love knows no decay.
3 Ye timid souls, renounce yourselves,
Nor longer live on Christ by halves;
Live wholly on the Lamb:
Behold yourselves in him complete,
With him in heav'n you soon shall meet,
To glory in his name.
307. 7s. Hart.
Gethsemane....Matt. xxvi. 36-45.
ANY woes had Christ endur'd,
M Many sore temptations met,
Patient, and to pains inur'd;
But the sorest trial yet
Was to be sustain'd in thee,
Gloomy, sad Gethsemane !
2 Came at length the dreadful night,
Vengeance, with its iron rod,
Stood, and with collected might,
Bruis'd the harmless Lamb of God
See, my soul, the Saviour see,
Grov'ling in Gethsemane.
There my God bore all my guilt
This thro' grace can be believ'd;
But the torments which he felt,
Are too vast to be conceiv'd:
None can penetrate thro' thee,
Doleful, dark Gethsemane.
4 All my sins against my God;
All my sins against his laws;
All my sins against his blood;
All my sins against his cause;
Sins as boundless.as the sea;
Hide me, O Gethsemane.
Here's my claim, and here alone
None a Saviour more can need;
Deeds of righteousness I've none;
Nor a work that I can plead ;
Not a glimpse of hope for me,
Only in Gethsemane.
6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One almighty God of love,
Prais'd by all the heav'nly host,
In thy shining courts above;
We poor sinners, gracious Three,
Bless thee for Gethsemane.
308. L. M. Steele.
Glimpse of Jesus precious.
ESUS, what shall I do to show,
How much I love thy charming name;
Let my whole heart with rapture glow,
Thy boundless goodness to proclaim.
2 Lord, if a distant glimpse of thee,
Can give such sweet, such vast delight,
What must the joy, the triumph be,
To dwell for ever in thy sight?
309. C. M. Westlake's Sel. altered,
Glimpse of Jesus precious.
1 LORD, let me see thy blissful face,
While sojourning below!
'Tis from thyself my joys arise,
And all my comforts flow.
2 A glimpse a single glimpse of thee,
Would more delight my soul
Than this vain world, with all its joys,
Could I possess the whole.
310. C. M. Griffin's Sel.
Latter Day Glory....Isaiah ii. 2, 4, 20.
REJOICE, ye nations of the world,
And hail the happy day,
When satan's kingdom, downward hurl'd,
Shall perish with dismay.
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