4 'Tis thy will that we should be,
Separate from all around;

Let our will with thine agree;
Let thy people thus be found.

5 [Teach us, Lord, to walk with thee,
Teach us to adorn thy cause:
Let us live in unity:

Hating pride and self-applause !]
6 Let us bear each others load;
Faithful to each other prove;
Till we gain the saints' abode;
Till we take our place above.

7 There to see without a cloud ;
There without fatigue to sing ;
Mix with beaven's triumphant crowd,
And for ever praise our King.

307. Waiting on the Lord. C.M.
I am the Lord that healeth thee.-Exod. xv. 26.

HEAL us, IMMANUEL, here we are,
Waiting to feel thy touch;
Deep wounded souls to thee repair,
And, SAVIOUR, we are such.

2 Our faith is feeble, we confess,
We faintly trust thy word;
But wilt thou pity us the less?
Be that far from thee, Lord!

3 Remember him, who once applied With trembling for relief;

"Lord, I believe!" with tears, he cried, "O help my unbelief!"

4 She too, who touch'd thee in the press, And healing virtue stole,

Was answer'd, "Daughter, go in peace,

• Thy faith hath made thee whole."

5 [Conceal'd amidst the gath'ring throng,
She would have shunn'd thy view;
And, if her faith was firm and strong,
Had strong misgivings too.]

6 Like her, with hopes and fears, we come,
To touch thee if we may;
O send us not despairing home!
Send none unheal'd away!

308. Walking by Faith.

88.

I will not leave you comfortless: I will come unto you.-
JOHN xiv. 18.

TRAVELLING thro' this vale of tears,
Beset with foes around;
Within by unbelieving fears,
My conflicts sore abound.

What comfort, SAVIOUR! can I know,
Unless thy presence with me go?

2 Come then, the helpless sinner's friend, My heart to thee I yield;"

Love me and save me to the end,
Be thou my sun and shield.

My sorrows, fears, and conflicts cease,
When thy bless'd Spirit gives me peace.

3 0 may thy light shine on the path,
Which leads to thine abode!
Thine "everlasting arms" beneath
Support me through the road.
Come, Lord! and ever with me be,
Till thou shalt take me home to thee.

309. Walking by Faith. 8-8-6.

He made his own people to go forth like sheep, and guid ed them in the wilderness like a flock. And he led them on safely, so that they feared not. And he brought them to the border of his sanctuary.—PSALM lxxviii. 52 to 54.

ALMIGHTY Friend, Redeemer, Lord,
I feed upon thy precious word,.
That manna from above!
As thro' the wilderness I go,
The living streams around me flow;
The streams of grace and love.

2 I drink, refresh'd renew my way,
Thy cloud my guide, I cannot stray,
Safe led by power divine:

Tho' dangers thick my path surround,
My feet shall stand on holy ground
Secure, for I am thine.

3 Preserv'd by thee from Satan's wiles, When pleasure tempts, or flesh beguiles,

Dissolve the fatal charm;
The dearest bosom-sin subdue,
Thine image in my soul renew,
And save me from all harm.

4. Thus trav'lling on the heav'nly road
To Zion's temple, blest abode!
I reach the land of rest;

And Jordan's swellings past in death,
Triumphant yield my parting breath,
Reclin'd on JESU's breast.

310. Walking with God. L.M.

And Enoch walked with GOD. GEN. v. 24.

BY Faith in CHRIST I walk with GoD With heav'n my journey's end in view; Supported by his staff and rod, My road is safe and pleasant too. 2 I travel through a desert wide, Where many round me blindly stray; But he vouchsafes to be my guide, And will not let me miss my way.

3 Though snares and dangers throng my path,

And earth and hell my course withstand;

I triumph over all by faith,

Guarded by his Almighty hand.

4 The wilderness affords no food,
But God for my support prepares;
Provides me ev'ry needful good,
And frees my soul from wants and cares.

5 With him sweet converse I maintain,
Great as he is, I dare be free;
I tell him all my grief and pain,
And he reveals his love to me.

6 I pity all that wordlings talk

Of pleasures that will quickly end;
Be this my choice, O Lord, to walk
With thee my Guide, my Guard, my
Friend.

311. Watchful. C.M.

Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.MAT. xxvi. 41.

ALAS, what hourly dangers rise!
What snares beset my way!
To heav'n O let me lift my eyes,
And hourly watch and pray!

2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain,

And melt in flowing tears!

My weak resistance, ab, how vain!
How strong my foes and fears!