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4 There, anchor'd safe, my weary soul

Shall find eternal rest;
Nor storms shall beat, nor billows roll

Across my peaceful breast.

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JOY.
HYMN 148. C. M.
is a fruit that will not grow
In nature's barren soil ;
All we can boast, till Christ we know

Is vanity and toil.
2 A bleeding Saviour, seen by faith,

A sense of pardoning love,
A hope that triumphs over death,

Give joys like those above.
3 These are the joys which satisfy

And purify the mind; Which make the spirit mount on high,

And leave the world behind.
4 No more, believer, mourn thy lot;

O thou who art the Lord's,
Resign to those who know him not,

Such joy as earth affords.

HYMN 149. S. M. COME; ye that love the Lord,

And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord,

And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing

That never knew our God,
But children of the heavenly King

May speak their joys abroad. 3 The God of heaven is ours,

Our Father and our love; His care shall guard life's fleeting nouis,

Then waft our souls above. 4 There shall we see his face,

And never, never sin ;
There, from the rivers of his grace,

Drink endless pleasures in. 5 Yes, and before we rise

To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss

Should constant joys create.

Children of grace have found

Glory begun below:
Celestial fruits on earthly ground

From faith and hope may grow. y The hill of Sion yields

A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,

Or walk the golden streets. 8 Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry;
We're travelling through Immanuel's ground,

To fairer worlds on high.

LOVE.

HYMN 150. III. 3.
LORD with glowing heart. I'd praise thee
For the pardoning grace that saves me,

And the peace that from it flows:
Help, O God, my weak endeavour;

This dull soul to rapture raise : Thou must light the fame, or never

Can my love be warm’d to praise.
2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,

Wretched wanderer, far astray ;,
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee

From the paths of death away;
Praise, with love's devoutest feeling,

Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, And, the light of hope revealing,

Bade the blood-stain'd cross appear. 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling

Vainly would my lips express : Low before thy footstool kneeling,

Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless : Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure,

Love's pure fame within me raise ; And, since words can never measure,

Let my life show forth thy praise.

HYMN 151. III. 1.
L ORD, my God, I long to know,

Oft it causes anxious thought;
Do I love thee, Lord, or no?

Am I thine, or am I not?

2 Could my heart so hard remain,

Prayer a task and burden prove, Any duty give me pain,

If I knew a Saviour's love? 3 When I turn mine eyes within,

O how dark, and vain, and wild ! Prone to unbelief and sin,

Can I deem myself thy child ? 4 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,

Find my sin å grief and thrall : Should I grieve for what I feel,

If I did not love at all ? 5 Could I love thy saints to meet,

Choose the ways I once abhorr'd, Find at times the promise sweet,

If I did not love thee, Lord ? 6 Saviour, let me love thee more,

If I love at all, I pray ;
If I have not loved before,
Help me to begin to-day.

PRAISE.

HYMN 152.
THE Godef Abraham praise,

Who reigns enthroned above;
Ancient of everlasting days,

And God of love;
Jehovah, Great I AM,

By earth and heaven confess'd ;
I bow and bless the sacred Name,

For ever bless'd.
2 The God of Abraham praise,

At whose supreme command
From earth I rise, and seek the joya

At his right hand :
I all on earth forsake,

Its wisdom, fame, and power ;
And Him my only portion make,

My shield and tower.
3 He by himself hath sworn,

I on his oath depend,
I shall, on angel-wings upborne,

To heaven ascend :
I shall behold his face,

I shall his power adore,,
And sing the wonders of his grace

For evermore.

4 There dwells the Lord, our King,

The Lord, our righteousness,
Triumphant o'er the world and sin,

The Prince of Peace;
On Sion's sacred height

His kingdom he maintains,
And, glorious with his saints in light,

For ever reigns.
5 The God who reigns on high

The great archangels sing ;
And, "Holy, holy, holy," cry

Almighty King,
Who was, and is the same,

And evermore shall be ;
Jehovah, Father, Great l'AM,

We worship thee.”
6 The whole triumphant host

Give thanks to God on high ;
“Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,'

They ever cry:
Hail, Abraham's God and mine,

I join the heavenly lays;
All "might and majesty are thine,

And endless praise.

HYMN 153. IV. 3,

Psalm c. BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, Exult in his presence with music and mirth,

With love and devotion draw near. 2 For Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone,

Creator and ruler 'o'er all; And we are his people, his sceptre we owa;

His sheep, and we follow his call. 3 O enter his gates with thanksgiving and song,

Your vows in his temple proclaim; His praise with melodious accordance prolong

And bless his adorable Name.
4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good,

And we are the work of his hand ;
His mercy and truth from eternity stood,

And shall to eternity stand.

HYMN 154. L. M.

Psalm c. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,

Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ;

Know that the Lord is God alone;

He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid,

Made us of clay, and form'd us men; And when like wandering sheep we stray'd,

He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care,

Our souls, and all our mortal frame; What lasting honours shall we rear,

mighty Maker, to thy Name? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,

High as the heaven our voices raise ;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,

Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command,

Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand,

When rolling years shall cease to move.

HYMN 155. III. 1.

Songs of Praise.
Heaven with hallelujahs rang,

of ;
When Jehovah's work begun,

When he spake and it was done.
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,

When the Prince of Peace was born ;
Songs of praise arose, when he

Captive led captivity.
3 Heaven and earth must pass away;

Songs of praise shall crown that day:
God will make new heavens and earth;

Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
4 And shall man alone be dumb,

Till that glorious kingdom come?
No; the Church delights to raise

Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise 5 Saints below, with heart and voice,

Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,

Songs of praise to sing above.
6 Borne upon their latest breath,

Songs of praise shall conquer death ;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.

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