30. Let thy kingdom. 1. LET thy kingdom, blessed Sa- 4. Come, good Lord, with cou vior, rage arm us, Persecution rages hereNothing, Lord, we know can harm us, While our Shepherd is so near. Glory, glory, be to Jesus, At his name our hearts do leap; He both comforts us and frees us, The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 2. Some for Paul, some for Apol- 5. Hear the Prince of our salva los, Some for Cephas-none tion 31. PROBATION. 1 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, "Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Yet how insensible; A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to that heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 2. O God, my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress: Give me to feel their solemn weight, And make me, ere it be too late, Awake to righteousness. With serious industry and fear To make my calling sure: Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, Confined to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. 2. This happiness in part is mine, Already saved from low design, From every creature love! Blest with the scorn of finite good, My soul is lighten'd of its load, And seeks the things above. 3. The things eternal I pursue, A happiness beyond the view Of those, that basely pant For things by nature felt and seen; Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean, I neither have nor want. 4. Nothing on earth I call my own; A stranger to the world, unknown, I all their goods despise; And seek a city out of sight, 5. There is my house and portion fair, My treasure and my heart are And my abiding home; And suffer all thy righteous 6. I come, thy servant, Lord, re will, And to the end endure. 32. THE PILGRIM'S LOT. 1. How happy is the pilgrim's lot; How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear! plies, I come to meet thee in the skies, And claim my heavenly rest! Now let the pilgrim's journey end, Now, O my Savior, Brother, Friend, Receive me to thy breast! 33. In songs of sublime. 1. IN songs of sublime adoration and praise; Ye pilgrims, for Zion who press, Break forth and extol the great Ancient of days, His rich and distinguishing grace. 2. His love from eternity fixed upon you,— Broke forth and discover'd its flame, When each with the cords of his kindness he drew, And brought you to love his great name. 3. O, had not he pitied the state you were in, Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt: You all would have lived, would have died too in sin, And sunk with the load of your guilt. 4. What was there in you, that could merit esteem, Or give the Creator delight? 'Twas "Even so, Father," you ever must sing, "Because it seemed good in thy sight." 5. 'Twas all of thy grace we were brought to obey; While others were suffered to go The road, which by nature, we chose as our way, That leads to the regions of woe. 6. Then give all the glory to his holy name, To him all the glory belongs; Be yours the high joy still to sound forth his fame, And crown him in each of your songs. 5* |