1 CCLVIII. C. M. Watts. The World a maze. ORD! what a wretched land is this No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, 2 But piercing thorns, through all the ground, 4 Our journey is a thorny maze, 5 See the kind angels, at the gates, 1 4 There Jesus the Forerunner waits Imputed Righteousness. 3 While i conceal'd my guilt, 4 Let mourners learn to pray, 1 Let saints keep near the throne: CCLX. C. M. New Selec. The backslider returning. WHAT a cruel wretch am I, And know not where to go. 2 Once I enjoy'd his smiling face:- 3 Not all the glories of this earth My soul abhors all carnal mirth, 1 Then I would clasp him in my arms, And earth, with all her treach'rous charms, CCLXI. C. M. New Selec. Two natures in one Believer. Gal. v. 17. LAS! it is a thorny road And many are the snares and traps 2 The world, the flesh, and Satan are 3 An awful truth! I daily feel It ever was, and ne'er will die 4 What but the pow'r of mighty grace 5 That grace I know can never fail, The Lord hath said, it shall sustain So weak a worm as me. 6 Forget not, O my soul, thy God And in his strength thou shalt o'ercome, CCLXII. C. M. New Selec. Living, Moving, and Acting, all from God. L If left one moment to himself? He sinks, and where is he? 2 In thee I live, and move, and am, 3 To thee I come, from thee I am, 4 This noble and immortal soul 1 And this my soul shall still breathe forth G CCLXIII. 148th. New Selec. My griefs and sorrows known; Approach thine awful throne: My drooping soul canst cheer, Thy glorious image there- To thee alone i'll fly, And at thy footstool lie; My case bemoan, my wants reveal, 4 My heart misgives me oft, And conscience storms within; Will make it all serene: In endless flames ?-but who can tell? 5 Vile unbelief, begone; Ye doubts, fly swift away; 1 God hath an ear to hear, While I've an heart to pray: CCLXIV. L. M. New Selec. All things working for good. EMPTATIONS, trials, doubts and fears, Wants, losses, crosses, groans, and tears, Will, through the grace of God, our friend, In everlasting triumphs end! 2 To those that him sincerely love, All trials do but blessings prove, Whom God hath call'd and made his own, Nor fires can burn, nor floods can drown. 3 Lord, let this thought in deep distress Our hopes confirm, our spirits raise ; 'Midst earth and hell's opposing pow'rs, We still are safe if thou art ours. 1 CCLXV. L. M. New Selec. Glorying in the cross of Christ. L Beast in their wisdom and their wit; Let them extol their gold and dross, 2 While the self-righteous, blind and rude, I'll seek revenge on all my pride, 3 While they, with curses on their heads, 4 Hither I'm brought by sov'reign grace; 5 Here could tarry night and day, love. CCLXVI. L. M. New Selec. E highly favour'd, who profess You stand expos'd to earth and hell, And seriousness becomes you well. 2 Be circumspect in all your ways; And spread your great Redeemer's praise; Let all your conduct still express 1 CCLXVII. L. M. New Selec. Let us run our race with patience. ORD, can a helpless worm like me Attempt to make her way to thee? Yes; let me raise thy praises high, In weakness thou canst strength supply. 2 Through grace alone I have begun, Resolv'd the heavenly race to run: 'Tis grace corrects me when I stray, 'Tis grace upholds me in the way. 3 Run on, my soul, and still adore, Receiving still, still asking more; In Christ thy strength and wisdom lies, O look to him with steadfast eyes. 4 Look to that blood thy Saviour shed; Thy Daysman dying in thy stead; Behold him on the bloody tree! Great was the love he bore to thee! 5 He having lov'd me unto death Will love me to my latest breath; Keep sight of him, my soul, and run, He'll crown thee when thy race is done. CCLXVIII. L. M. New Selec. The law ineffectual to salvation. HEN Jesus for his people dy'd, The holy law was satisfied: 1 |