HYMN 522. C. M. [#] The Christian's secret Resolutions. 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, 2 Must I be carried to the skies 3 Sure I must fight, if I would reign; 4 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 5 When that illustrious day shall rise, HYMN 523. L, M. [# or b] Constant Reliance on God. 1 FATHER, I thank thee; may no thought E'er deem thy chastisements severe; But may this heart, by sorrow taught, Calm each wild wish, each idle fear. 2 Thy mercy bids all nature bloom; 3 How many throbs of grief and pain Is earth's pale wanderer doomed to know! Yet not one prayer is breathed in vain, Nor does one tear unheeded flow. 4 Thy various messengers employ; Thy purposes of love fulfil; And, 'mid the wreck of human joy, Let kneeling faith adore thy will. HYMN 524. C. M. [b] Religious Retirement. 1 FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee; From scenes where sin is waging still 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 3 There, if thy presence cheer the soul, O with what peace, and joy, and love, 4 Author and Guardian of my life, And all harmonious names in one, HYMN 525. 8 & 7s. M. [#] 1 CALL Jehovah thy salvation; Dwell, nor ever be dismayed: 2 Since, with pure and firm affection, He will shield thee from above: Thou shalt call on him in trouble; He will hearken, he will save; Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. HYMN 526. 7s. M. [b] Shortness of Life. 1 WHILE, with ceaseless course, the sun They have done with all below; We a little longer wait, But how little none can know. 2 As the rapid arrow flies, Quick the destined mark to find; Darts, and leaves no trace behind ;— 3 Thanks, for mercies past, receive; Teach us, Lord, by faith to live Bless thy word to young and old; Fill our hearts with filial love ; HYMN 527. C. M. [b] Retrospections at the Close of the Year. 1 MARK how the swift-winged minutes fly, And hours still hasten on! How swift the circling months run round! 2 Let us indulge a serious thought; What good, what evil, have we wrought? 3 How is our debt of love increased 4 For all thy favours, O our God, Thou hast our cup with blessings filled, 5 What shall befall in future life We would not, Lord, inquire: HYMN 528. C. M. [b] 1 TEACH me the measure of my days," I would survey life's narrow space, |