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2 'Twas he who taught me thus to pray,
And he, I trust, has answer'd pray'r;
But it has been in such a way,
As almost drove me to despair.

3 I hop'd that in some favour'd hour,
At once he'd answer my request;
And by his love's constraining pow'r,
Subdue my sins, and give me rest.
4 Instead of this, he made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart;
And let the angry pow'rs of hell
Assault my soul in ev'ry part.

5 Yea more, with his own hand he seem'd . Intent to aggravate my woe; Cross'd all the fair designs I schem❜d, *Blasted my gourds, and laid me low.

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6 Lord, why is this?' I trembling cried; Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?" 'Tis in this way,' the Lord reply'd, I answer prayer for grace and faith: 7 These inward trials I employ,

From self and pride to set thee free; And break thy schemes of earthly joy, 'That thou may'st seek thy all in me.'

JONAH iv. 8.

343. Spiritual Decay. C. M.

Oh that I were as in months past.—JOB xxix. 2. SWEET was the time when first I felt The SAVIOUR'S pard'ning blood Apply'd, to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God.

2 Soon as the morn the light reveal'd,
His praises tun'd my tongue;
And when the ev'ning shades prevail'd
His love was all my song.

3. In vain the tempter spreads his wiles, The world no more could charm; I liv'd upon my SAVIOUR'S Smiles, And lean'd upon his arm.

4 In pray'r my soul drew near the LORD, And saw his glory shine:

And when I read his holy word,
I call'd each promise mine.

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5 Then to his saints I often spoke, Of what his love had done;

But now my heart is almost broke,
For all my joys are gone.

6 Now, when the evening shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns;
And when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.

7 My pray'rs are now a chatt'ring noise, For JESUS hides his face;

I read, the promise meets my eyes,
But will not reach my case.

8 Now Satan threatens to prevail,
And make my soul his prey;
Yet; LORD, thy mercies cannot fail;
O come without delay.

344. Walking in Darkness. C. M. Who is among you that feareth the LORD, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light? let him trust in the name of the LORD, and stay upon his GOD.-ISAIAH 1. 10.

HEAR,gracious GoD,my humble moan,
To thee I breathe my sighs:
When will the mournful night be gone?
And when my joys arise?

2 My Gob-O could I make the claim-
My father and my friend-
And call thee mine, by ev'ry name,
On which thy saints depend!

3 By ev'ry name of power and love,
I would thy grace entreat :
Nor should my humble hopes remove,
Nor leave thy sacred seat.

4 Yet tho' my soul in darkness mourns,
Thy word is all my stay;
Here I would rest till light returns,
Thy presence makes my day.

5 Speak, gracious Lord, and bid thy peace Relieve my aching heart;

O smile, and bid my sorrows cease,
And all the gloom depart.

6 Then shall my drooping spirit rise,
And bless thy healing rays,
And change these deep complaining
For songs of sacred praise. [sighs

845. The Evil Heart. S.M.

The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked.-JER. Xvii. 9.

2. What crowds of evil thoughts,
What vile affections there!
Distrust, presumption, artful guile,
Pride, envy, slavish fear.

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ASTONISH'D and distress'd,
I turn mine eyes within!

My heart with loads of guilt opprest,
The seat of every sin.

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Almighty King of Saints,
These tyrant lusts subdue;
Expel the darkness of my mind,
And all my powers renew.

Then shall my cheerful voice
Its loud hosannas raise;
My soul shall glow with gratitude,
My lips proclaim thy praise.

346. Under the hidings of God's Countenance. L.M.

Save me, O GOD, for the waters are come in unto my soul. PSALM lxix. 1.

GOD of my life, to thee I call,
Afflicted at thy feet I fall;
When the great water-floods prevail
Leave not my trembling heart to fail.

2 Friend of the friendless and the faint! Where should I lodge my deep complaint?

Where, but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor! 3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, And thou refuse that mourner's plea? Does not the word still fix'd remain, That none shall seek thy face in vaiu?

4 [That were a grief I could not bear,

Didst thou not hear and answer prayer?
But a prayer-hearing, answering God?
Supports me under every load.]

5 Fair is the lot, that's cast for me;
I have an advocate with thee;
They, whom the world caresses most,
Have no such advocate to boast.

6 Poor though I am, despis'd, forgot,
Yet GoD, my God, forgets me not;
And he is safe, and must succeed,
For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

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