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4. In vain the tempter frights my soul,
And breaks my peace in vain;
Hymn 327. c. m.
V Of deep distress within,
Is but the fruit of sin ?
Nor ever dare rebel;
Hymn 328. c. M. God speaking peace to his people. Psalm 1xxxv. 8. 1. I TNITE, my roving thoughts, unite
In silence soft and sweet:
At thy great Sov'reign's feet. 2. Jehovah's awful voice is heard,
And gladly I attend;
Proclaims himself thy friend. 3. Harmonious accents to my soul
The sounds of peace convey :
And winds and seas obey.
To grieve his love no more;
Hymn 329. c. M.
I Be mercy all your theme;
Mercy, which like a river flows
In one continued stream.
God will these pow'rs restrain; ·
And malie their efforts vain.
He will for his provide ;
And give them heav'n beside.
Or leave his work undone ;
And faithful to his Son.
Or death's tremendous sting;
To endless glory bring.
May confidently trust;
His grace rewards the just.
Hymn 330. L. M.
2 Cor. xii. 7, 9, 10.
Then I rejoice in deep distress,
Leaning on all-sufficient grace. %. I glory in infirmity,
That Christ's own pow'r may rest on me;
3. I can do all things, or can bear
Whilst his left-hand my head sustains. 4. But if the Lord be once withdrawn,
And I attempt the work alone,
Hymn 331. c.M.
U Within the veil, and see
How bright their glories be!
And wet their couch with tears;
With sins, and doubts, and fears.
They with united breath,
Their triumph to his death.
(His zeal inspir'd their breast) And foll’wing their incarnate God,
Possess'd the promis'd rest.”
For liis own pattern giv’n,
, Hymn 332, c. M. The safety and protection of the church. Isa. xxvi.
'1, 2, 3, 4.
Where we adoring stand,
Zion the glory of the earth,
And beauty of the land.
The city where we dwell;
Defy th' assaults of hell.
The doors wide open fling ; Enter ye Christians who obey
The statutes of our:King.
And live in perfect peace ;
And ventur'd on his grace.
And banisl, all your fears : Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells,
Eternal as his years.
Hymn 333. C. M,
Rev. xxi. 1, 2, 3, 4.
And the old rolling skies. 2. From the third heav'n, where God resides,
That holy, happy place,
Adorn’d with shining grace. 3. Attending angels shout for joy,
And the bright armies sing:
“Of your descending King,
SUFFE RINGS, DANGER,
SAFETY. 243 4.“ The God of glory dowr
“ Removes his bless'd “ Men the clear objects
“And he the loving
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16 And death itself shall no. 5. 6. How long, dear Saviour, O how long! " .
Shall this bright hour delay?
And bring the welcome day.
Hymn 334. L. M.
The beatitudes. Matt. v. 2-12. .
D Their emptiness and poverty;
And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n.
A healing balm for all their woes.
From rage and passion, noise and war;
And plead their cause against the great.
Hunger and long for righteousness;
oma Christ, the Lord, shall they obtain