He takes the meaning of his saints,
The language of their groans.
5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress,
And banish every fear;

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He calls thee to his throne of grace,
To spread thy sorrows there.

LX. C. M. BALTIMORE COLLEC. Fellowship with God, 1 John i. 3. FROM all that's mortal, all that's vain, And from this earthly clod,

Arise, my soul, and strive to gain

Sweet fellowship with God.

2 Say, what is there beneath the skies,
In all the paths thou'st trod,
Can suit thy wishes or thy joys,
Like fellowship with God.

3 Not life, nor all the toys of art,
Nor pleasure's flow'ry road,
Can to my soul such bliss impart,
As fellowship with God.

4 Not health nor friendship here below,
Nor wealth, that golden load,

Can such delight or comfort show,
As fellowship with God.

5 When I am made, in love to bear
Afflictions needful rod,

Light, sweet, and kind the strokes appear,
Through fellowship with God.

6 In fierce temptations fiery blasts,
Or dark desertion's road,

I'm happy if I can but taste
Some fellowship with God.
And when the icy hand of death
Shall chill my flowing blood,

With joy I'll yield my latest breath
In fellowship with God.

• When I, at last, to heav'n ascend,
And gain my blest abode,
There an eternity I'll spend
In fellowship with God.

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PERSEVERANCE.

LXI. C. M. F.

Perseverance. Psalm cxix. 117.

ORD, hast thou made me know thy ways?
Conduct me in thy fear,

And grant me such supplies of grace,

That I may persevere.

2 Let but thy own almighty arm Sustain a feeble worm,

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I shall escape, secure from harm,
Amid the dreadful storm.
Be thou my all-sufficient friend,
"Till all my toils shall cease;
Guard me through life, and let my end
Be everlasting peace.

JE

LXII. L. M. S. STENNETT,

Perseverance desired.

ESUS, my Saviour and my God, Thou hast redeem'd me with thy blood: By ties both natural and divine,

I am, and ever will be thine.

2 But ah! should my inconstant heart,
Ere I'm aware, from thee depart,
What dire reproach would fall on me,
For such ingratitude to thee!

3 The thought I dread, the crime I hate,
The guilt, the shame, I deprecate:

And yet so mighty are my foes
I dare not trust my warmest vows.
4 Pity my frailty, dearest Lord,

Grace in the needful hour afford:
O steel this tim'rous heart of mine
With fortitude and love divine.
5 So shall I triumph o'er my fears,
And gather joys from all my tears!
So shall I to the world proclaim
The honours of the christian name.

INVITATIONS AND PROMISES.
LXIII. L. M. S. STENNETT.

God reasoning with men.

Isaiah i. 18. "OME, sinners" saith the mighty God, "Heinous as all your crimes have been,

"Lo! I descend from mine abode,

"To reason with the sons of men.

2 "No clouds of darkness veil my face, "No vengeful lightnings flash around: "I come proclaiming life and peace ; "Where sin hath reign'd, let grace abound." 3 Yes, Lord, we will obey thy call,

And to thy gracious sceptre bow;
O make our crimson sins like wool,
Our scarlet crimes as white as snow.
4 So shall our thankful lips repeat

Thy praises with a tuneful voice,
While, humbly prostrate at thy feet,
We wonder, tremble, and rejoice.
LXIV. As the 148th. RIPTON'S SELEC
Yet there is room.
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Luke xiv. 22.

Immerg'd in sin and woe,

The gospel's voice attend,

While Jesus sends to you:
Ye perishing and guilty come,
In Jesus' arms there yet is room.
2 No longer now delay,

Nor vain excuses frame:
He bids you come to-day,

Though poor, and blind, and lame :
All things are ready, sinner, come,
For every trembling soul there's room.
3 Believe the heavenly word

His messengers proclaim;
He is a gracious Lord,

And faithful is his name: Backsliding souls, return and come, Cast off despair, there yet is room. 4 Compell'd by bleeding love,

Ye wand'ring sheep draw near,
Christ calls you from above,
His charming accents hear!
Let whosoever will, now come :
In mercy's breast there still is room.
LXV. C. M. STEELE.

The Saviour's Invitation. John vii. 37.

THE
HE Saviour calls-yc mourners hear;
Attend the heavenly sound;

Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear,
Hope smiles reviving round.

2 For every thirsty longing heart,
Here streams of bounty flow,

And life, and health, and bliss impart,
To banish mortal woe.

3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise
To ease your every pain,

(Immortal fountain! full supplies!)
Nor shall you thirst in vain.

4 Pcor sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice,
The gracious call obey;
Mercy invites to heavenly joys—
And can you yet delay ?

5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts,
To thee let mourners fly;

And take the bliss thy love imparts
And drink, and never die.

LXVI. L. M.

The first promise.

BEDDOME.

Gen. iii. 15.

WHEN by the tempter's wiles betray'd, Adam our head and parent fell; Unknown before, a pleasure spread Through all the mazy deeps of hell. 2 Infernal powers rejoic'd to see

The new-made world destroy'd, undone; But God proclaims his great decree, Pardon and mercy through his Son. 3 Serpent accurs'd, thy sentence read, "Almighty vengence thou shalt feel: The woman's seed shall break thy head, Thy malice faintly bruise his heel."

4 Thus God declares, and Christ descends,
Assumes a mortal form, and dies;
Whilst in his death, death's empire ends,
And the proud conqueror conquer'd lies.

5 Dying, the King of Glory deals -
Ruin to all his numerous foes:
His power the prince of darkness feels,
And sinks oppress'd beneath his woes.

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