HYMN 136. L. M. STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay,

Though I have done thee such despite ; Nor cast the sinner quite away,

Nor take thine everlasting flight.
Though have most unfaithful been,

And long in vain thy grace received ;
Ten thousand times thy goodness seen,

Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved ; 3 Yet, oh, the mourning sinner spare,

In honour of my great High-priest; Nor in thy righteous anger swear,

T exclude me from thy people's rest. 4 My weary soul, O God, release;

Uphold me with thy gracious hand; Guide me into thy perfect peace,

And bring me to the promised land.

HYMN 137. L. M.
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Oh, that I could at last submit
At Jesus' feet to lay it down,

To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 2 Rest for my soul I long to find ;

Saviour of all, if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind,

And stamp thine image on my heart. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin,

And fully set my spirit free; I cannot rest, till pure within,

Till I am wholly lost in thee.
4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God;

Thy light and easy burden prove,
The cross, all staind with hallow'd blood,

The labour of thy dying love.
5 I would, but thou must give the power

My heart from every sin release; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,

And fill me with thy perfect peace.

HYMN 138. C. M.

Penitential Gratitude.
RISEO my soul, the hours review,
To heaven for grace thou durst not sue,
And found no rescue here,

2 Thy tears are dried, thy griefs are fled,

Dispell'd each bitter care;
For heaven itself has lent its aid

To save thee from despair.
3 Hear, then, O God, thy work fulfil,

And, from thy mercy's throne, Vouchsafe me strength to do thy will,

And to resist mine own: 4 So shall my soul each power employ

Thy mercy to adore ; While heaven itself proclaims with joy,

One pardon'd sinner more.


HYMN 139. III. 2. ROCK of Ages, cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From thy side, a healing flood,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath, and make me pure.
2 Should my tears for ever flow,

Should my zeal no languor know,
This for sin could not atone,
Thou must save, and thou alone;
In my hand no price I bring,

Simply to thy cross I cling.
3 While I draw this fleeting breath,

When mine eyelids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold thee on thy throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thec.

IIYMN 140. L. M.
FAITH is the Christian's evidenco

Of things unseen by mortal eye;
It passes all the bounds of sense,

And penetrates the inmost sky. 2 Things absent it can set in view,

And bring far distant prospects home; Events long pass'd it can renew,

And long foresee the things to come. 3 With strong persuasion, from afar

The heavenly region it surveys,
Embraces all the blessings there,

And here enjoys the promises.

4 BF in th a steady course we steer,

Tuzoash ruiling storms and strelling seas, Cercorne the world, keep down our fear,

And stiil possess our souls in peace. á By faith we pass the vale of tears

Safe and serene, though oft distress'd
By faith subdue the king of fears,
And go rejoicing to our rest.

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HYMN 141. c. M.

Rom. viii. 31-34.
0 LET triumphant faith dispel

The fears of guilt and win
If God be for us, God the Lord,

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2 He who his only Non gave up

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Shall he not all things freely art

That boundlepin love 1981 in
3 Who now his people shall remet

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HYMN 143. III. 1.

Christ our Refuge
JESUS, Saviour of my soul,

While the waves of trouble roll,

While the tempest still is high :
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,

Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide;

O receive my soul at last.
2 Other refuge have I none,

Hangs my helpless soul' on thee.
Leave, ah, leave me not alone,

Still support and comfort me :
All my trust on thee is stay'd,

All my hope from thee I bring ;
Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing.

HYMN 144. IV. 4.

a , Is laid for your faith in his excellent word; What more can he say than to you he hath said,

You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled :
2 Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd,

I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,

Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.
3 When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go,

The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,

And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
4 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,

My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply ;
The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design

Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to rutine. 5 The soul that to Jesus hath fled for repose,

I will not, I will not desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell shall endeavour to shake,
I'll never--no, never-no, never forsake.


HYMN 145.
ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings,

RIFhyrefter portion trace ;

Rise, from transitory things,

Towards heaven, thy destined place ; Sun, and moon, and stars decay,

Tíme shall soon this earth remove Rise, my soul, and harte away

To seats prepared above, 2 Cease, my soul, O cease to mourn,

Press onward to the prize; Soon thy Saviour will return,

To take thee to the skies: There, is everlasting peace,

Rest, enduring rest in heaven; There, will sorrow ever cease,

And crowns of joy be giveni.

HYMN 146. III. 1. CHILDREN of the heavenly King,

Sing the Saviour's worthy praiso,

Glorious in his works and ways. 2 We are travelling home to God,

In the way the fathers trod ;
They are happy now, and we

Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Banish'd once, by sin betray'd,

Christ our Advocate was made ;
Pardon'd now, no more we roam,

Christ conducts us to our home.
4 Lord, obediently we'll go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only thou our leader be,
And we still will follow thee.

HYMN 147. C. M.
WHEN I can read my title clear

To mansions in the skies,
I'll bid farewell to every fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage,

And fiery darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,

And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,

Let storms of sorrow fall;
So I but safely reach my home,

My God, my heaven, my all :

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