3 There generous fruits, that never fail,
On trees immortal grow :

There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales,
With milk and honey flow.

4 All o'er those wide-extended plains
Shines one eternal day;

There God, the Sun, for ever reigns,
And scatters night away.

HYMN
HYMN 325. L. M. [#]

The Soul's Anticipations.

1 BEAR me, ye spirits of the blest,
To Zion's bowers of joy and peace,
Where all is love and heavenly rest,
And holy anthems never cease.
2 Here, in this world of sin and wo,
I groan in bondage, toil, and pain;
Where'er with wandering steps go,
I
On earth, for bliss, my search is vain.
3 Above such scenes, on Canaan's coast,
A rapturous prospect cheers the soul,
Where discord, wrath, and strife, are lost,
And seas of bliss ecstatic roll.

4 Sweet heavenly fields their bloom display;
No root of bitterness is found;
The Sun of love shines all the day,
And spreads a joyful scene around.
5 Then bear me, spirits of the blest,

On faith and hope's most lively wing,
To Zion's bowers of heavenly rest,
Where I may holy anthems sing.

HYMN 326. C. M. [#]

God our Hope and Joy.

1 ETERNAL Source of joys divine,
To thee my soul aspires:

O could I say, The Lord is mine!
"Tis all my soul desires.

2 Thy smile can give me real joy,
Unmingled and refined,
Substantial bliss without alloy,
And lasting as the mind.

3 Thy smile can gild the shade of wo,
Bid stormy troubles cease,

And spread the dawn of heaven below,
And sweeten pain to peace.

4 My Hope, my Trust, my Life, my Lord, Assure me of thy love;

O speak the kind, transporting word,
And bid my fears remove :

5 Then shall my thankful powers rejoice,
And triumph in my God,

Till heavenly rapture tune my voice
To sound thy praise abroad.

HYMN 327. 7 & 6s. M. [#]

Faith in God.

1 GOD is my strong Salvation:
What foe have I to fear?
In darkness and temptation,
My Light, my Help, is near:

Though hosts encamp around me,
Firm to the fight I stand :
What terror can confound me
With God at my right hand?
2 Place on the Lord reliance;
My soul, with courage wait;
His truth be thine affiance,

When faint and desolate;

His might thine heart shall strengthen ;
His love thy joy increase;
Mercy thy days shall lengthen;
The Lord will give thee peace.

HYMN 328. C. M. [# or b]

Assurance of Hope.

1 WHEN I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,

I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And fiery darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at envy's rage,
And face a frowning world.

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my Heaven, my All.

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

PENITENCE AND REFORMATION.

HYMN 329. C. M. [b]

Repentance and Hope.

1 0 THOU, the wretched's sure Retreat,
My restless cares control,

And, with the cheerful smile of
Revive my fainting soul.

peace,

2 Oppressed with grief and shame, dissolved In penitential tears,

Thy goodness calms my rising doubts,
And dissipates my fears.

3 From that blest Source, propitious hope
Appears serenely bright,

And sheds its soft, diffusive beam
O'er sorrow's dismal night.

4 My griefs confess its vital power,
And bless the friendly ray
Which ushers in the peaceful morn
Of everlasting day.

HYMN 330. C. M. [b]

Repentance.

1 My Saviour, when my thoughts recall
The wonders of thy grace,

Low at thy feet ashamed I fall,
And hide my blushing face.

2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid?
Ah, vile, ungrateful heart,

By earth's unworthy cares betrayed,
From Jesus to depart!

3 From Jesus, who alone can give
True pleasure, peace, and rest :
When absent from my Lord, I live
Unsatisfied, unblest.

4 O, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The penitential sigh,

Confirm the kind, the pardoning word,
With pity in thine eye.

HYMN 331. L. M. [b]

Penitential Confession.

1 HEAR me, O Lord, in my distress; Hear me in truth and righteousness; For, at thy bar of judgment tried, None living can be justified.

2 Lord, I have foes without, within, The world, the flesh, in-dwelling sin, Life's daily ills, temptation's power, And passions raging to devour.

3 Teach me thy will, subdue my own;
Thou art my God, and thou alone;
By thy good spirit guide me still,
Safe from all foes, to Zion's hill.

4 Release my soul from trouble, Lord;
Quicken and keep me by thy word;
May all its promises be mine;
Be thou my Portion-I am thine.