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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.


HYMN 329. C. M. [b]

Repentance and Hope.
1 O THOU, the wretched's sure Retreat,

My restless cares control,
And, with the cheerful smile of

peace, Revive my fainting soul. 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. [6]

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. [6]

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 PortionI am thine.

HYMN 332. C. M. [6]

Contrition 1 O Thou, whose tender


hears Contrition's humble sigh, Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears

From sorrow's weeping eye,
2 See, low before thy throne of grace,

A wretched wanderer mourn !
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?

Hast thou not said, Return?
3 O shine on this benighted heart !

With beams of mercy shine,
And let thy healing voice impart

A taste of joys divine.
4 Thy presence only can bestow

Delights which never cloy :
Be this my solace here below,

And my eternal joy.

HYMN 333. L. M. [b]

Penitential Aspirations. 1 Show mercy, Lord; O Lord, forgive ;

Let a repenting sinner live :
Are not thy mercies large and free?

May not the contrite trust in thee? 2 O wash my soul from every stain,

Nor let the guilt I mourn remain ;
Give me to hear thy pardoning voice,
And bid my bleeding heart rejoice.

3 Give me a will to thine subdued,

A conscience pure, a soul renewed ;
Nor let me, lost in hopeless gloom,

An outcast from thy presence roam.
4 Then shall thy love inspire my tongue;

Salvation shall be all my song;
And every power shall join to bless
The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness

HYMN 334. C. M. [6]

Repentance and Peace.
1 How oft, alas, this wretched heart

Has wandered from the Lord !
How oft my roving thoughts depart,

Forgetful of his word?
2 Yet Sovereign Mercy calls, Return :

Dear Lord, and may I come?
My vile ingratitude I mourn :

O, take the wanderer home.
3 And canst thou, wilt thou, yet forgive,

And bid my crimes remove ? And shall a pardoned rebel live

To speak thy wondrous love? 4 Almighty Grace, thy healing power,

How glorious, how divine, Which can to life and bliss restore

So vile a heart as mine!
5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet,

Dear Saviour, I adore :
O keep me at thy sacred feet,

And let me rove no more.

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