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5 To tents of wo, to beds of pain,
Our clieerful feet repair;
Relieve the mourners there.
The orphan shall be glad;
To Christ the living bread.
Oar useful light shall shine; And others learn to glorify
Qur Father's name divine,
1. THE CONVERT ENTERTAINING HOPE OF PARDON
AND THE HAPPINESS OF THE CHRISTIAN
C. M. 355. Lively Hope and gracious Fear. II WAS a grovelling creature once,
And basely cleav'd to earth: I wanted spirit to renounce
The clod that gave me birth.
And sent me from above,
The wings of joy and love.
And there delighted stand,
The spacious promis'd land. $ The Lord of all the vast domain
Has promis'd it to me;
How glorious is my privilege!
To thee for help I call;
Oh save me, lest I fall!
My strength is not my own;
And none shall cast me down.
S. M. 356. That which we have seen and heard
1 John i. 3. OW can a sinner know
His sins on earth forgiv'n? How can my gracious Saviour show
My nanie inscrib'd in heav'n! 2 What we have felt and seen
With confidence we tell;
The signs infallible,
That he for us hath died,
And feel his blood applied! 4 Exults our rising soul,
Deliver'd of her load, And swells unutterably full
Of glory and of God. 5
His love surpasses far
The love of all beneath,
The pointless darts of death. 6 Stronger than death or hell
The sacred pow'r we prove: And conqu’rors of the world we dwell lo heav'u who dwell in love.
(119.) P. M.
Jesus the anchor of the soul.
Sure my soul's anchor may remain:
When heay'n and earth have pass’d away. 2 Father! thine everlasting grace
Our scanty thought surpasses far;
Tho' strength and health and friends be gones
P. M. 358.
Conversion. Jer. xxxi. 3. ION the brink of fi’ry ruin,
Justice, with a flaming sword, Was my guilty soul pursuing
When I first beheld my Lord. 2 [Terrify'd with Sinai's thunder,
Straight I flew to Calvary,
3 “Sinner,” he exclaim'd, “ I've lov'd thos
With an everlasting love;
1 Thou shalt dwell with me above." Sweet a$ angels' notes in heaven,
When to golden harps they sound,
To the soul by satan bound.
Was that heavenly voice to me;
Bleed and die to set me free! 6 Saints, attend with holy wonder!
Sinners, hear and sing his praise!
From Calvary it sounds abroad;
It speaks of pardon bought with blooda 9 And is it true, that many fly
The sound that bids my soul rejoices And rather choose in sin to die,
Than turn an ear to mercy's voice! 8 Alas, for those!--the day is near,
When mercy will be heard no morés Then will they ask in vain to hear
The voice they would not hear befotte With such, I own, I once appear'd,
But now I know how great thcir loss; For sweeter sounds were never heard Than mercy utters from the cross.
(255.) C. M.
The joy of conversion from sin. 1 W! THEN God reveal'd his gracious name,
And chang'd my mournful state, My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, The
grace appear'd so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess; My tongue broke out in unknown strains.
And sung surprising grace. 3. “Great is the work,” my neighbours cried,
And own’d thy pow'r divine;
“And be the glory thine.”
Can give us day for night;
To rivers of delight.
Till the fair harvest come;
And shout the blessings home.
(256.) S. M.
The pleasures of Conversion. 1
various and how new
Each night thy love record. 2 Thy goodness, like the sun,
Dawn'd on our early days,
To form our lips to praise.
Gave pleasure to our eyes;