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HYMN 522. C. M. [#]
The Christian's secret Resolutions. 1 Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb,
Or blush to speak his name? 2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,
And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord :
Supported by thy word.
Shall conquer though they die;
And seize it with their eye.
And all thy armies shine
The glory shall be thine.
HYMN 523. L. M. [ #or b ]
Constant Reliance on God. 1 FATHER, I thank thee; may no thought
E’er deem thy chastisements severe ; But may this heart, by sorrow taught,
Calm each wild wish, each idle fear.
2 Thy mercy bids all nature bloom;
Thy sun shines bright, and man is gay ; Thine equal mercy spreads the gloom,
That darkens o'er his little day. 3 How many throbs of grief and pain
Is earth's pale wanderer doomed to know ! Yet not one prayer is breathed in vain,
Nor does one tear unheeded flow. 4 Thy various messengers employ;
Thy purposes of love fulál ;
Let kneeling faith adore thy will.
HYMN 524. C. M. [b]
Its most successful war.
With prayer and praise agree,
For those who follow thee.
grace her mean abode,
Does she commune with God! 4 Author and Guardian of my life,
Sweet Source of light divine,
And all harmonious names in one,
My Father, thou art mine.
HYMN 525. 8 & 7s. M. [#]
God's Habitation our Security. 1 Call Jehovah thy salvation ;
Rest, my soul, beneath his shade; In his secret habitation
Dwell, nor ever be dismayed : There no tumult can alarm thee;
Thou shalt dread no hidden snare; Guile nor violence can harm thee,
In eternal safeguard there. 2 Since, with pure and firm affection,
Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of his protection,
He will shield thee from above : Thou shalt call on him in trouble ;
He will hearken, he will save ; Here for grief reward thee double,
Crown with life beyond the grave.
HYMN 526. 75. M. 
Shortness of Life.
Hasted through the closing year,
Never more to meet us here.
They have done with all below;
But how little none can know. 2 As the rapid arrow flies,
Quick the destined mark to find;
Darts, and leaves no trace behind ;-
To their end speed swiftly on;
Here to-day, to-morrow gone.
Pardon of our sins renew;
With eternity in view.
Fill our hearts with filial love;
Take us to thyself above.
HYMN 527. C. M.
C. M.  Retrospections at the Close of the Year. 1 Mark how the swift-winged minutes fly,
And hours still hasten on!
The year that's past review;
What work have we to do?
To that sustaining Power,
And blest each rolling hour.
Thy goodness we adore;
And made that
We would not, Lord, inquire :
Be this our chief desire.
cup run o'er.
HYMN 528. C. M. 
Beginning or Close of the Year. 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of
And learn how frail I am.