(Stanza 1 in Music, 5, 6 omitted.)
2. To thee I tell each rising grief,
For thou alone canst heal;
Thy word can bring a sweet relief,
For every pain I feel.

3. But O! when gloomy doubts prevail,
I fear to call thee mine;
The springs of comfort seem to fail,
And all my hopes decline.

4. Yet gracious God, where shall I flee?
Thou art my only trust;
And still my soul would cleave to thee,
Though prostrate in the dust.

7. Thy mercy-seat is open still,

Here let my soul retreat:
With humble hope attend thy will,
And wait beneath thy feet.

There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows
But cost his heart a groan.

5. Now, though He reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great:
Well He remembers Calvary,
Nor lets his saints forget.

Sel. 169.

THE

[H. 214.

Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not
He makes me down to lie [want,
In pastures green: He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

2. My soul He doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
Even for his own name's sake.
3. Yea, though I walk in death's dark
Yet will I fear no ill;
[vale,
For thou art with me, and thy rod
And staff me comfort still.

4. My table thou hast furnished
In presence of my foes;
My head thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.

5. Goodness and mercy all my life,
Shall surely follow me:
And in God's house for evermore
My dwelling-place shall be.

66 -HERMON. C. M.

Dr. L. MASON.

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And thence my

de-light:

Sel. 173.

(Stanza 1 in Music, 6 omitted.)

2. My waking eyes prevent the day
To meditate thy word:
My soul with longing melts away,
To hear thy gospel, Lord.

Unfolding every hour:

The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

6. Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain ;
God is his own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.

Sel. 175.

(Stanza 5 omitted.)

[H. 343.

COME, let us join our friends above,

That have obtain❜d the prize;
And on the eagle wings of love,
To joy celestial rise.

2. Let saints below his praises sing,
With those to glory gone;
For all the servants of our King,
In heaven and earth are one.

3. One family, we dwell in Him,
One church above, beneath:
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.

4. One army of the living God,

To his commands we bow;
Part of the host have cross'd the flood,
And part are crossing now.

6. Dear Saviour, be our constant guide;
Then when the word is given,
Bid the cold waves of death divide,
And land us safe in heaven.

-HOWARD. C. M.

Mrs. CUTHBERT.

67

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2. Thou art my everlasting trust,
Thy goodness I adore;
And since I knew thy graces first,
I speak thy glories more.

3. My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road, [strength,
And march, with courage, in thy
To see my Father, God.

4. When I am fill'd with sore distress
For some surprising sin,
I'll plead thy perfect righteousness,
And mention none but thine.

5. How will my lips rejoice to tell
The victories of my King;
My soul, redeem'd from sin and hell,
Shall thy salvation sing.

And runs to this relief;

I would believe thy promise, Lord,
O! help my unbelief.

4. To the dear fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly;

Here let me wash my spotted soul,
From crimes of deepest dye.

O! THAT I knew the secret place,

Where I might find my God! I'd spread my wants before his face, And pour my woes abroad.

2. I'd tell Him how my sins arise, What sorrows I sustain;

How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. 3. He knows what arguments I'd take To wrestle with my God; I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, And for my Saviour's blood. 4. My God will pity my complaints, And heal my broken bones; He takes the meaning of his saints, The language of their groans.

5. Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish every fear;

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

68 -JAZER. C. M.

From The Jubilee. By Prof. W. B. BRADBURY.

Sel. 179.

wings,

And taste the promised bliss, Till their unwearied feet arrive Where perfect pleasure is.

BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb,

Amidst his Father's throne:

Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown.

WE

arise?

And where's our courage fled?
Has restless sin, and raging hell,
Struck all our comforts dead?

2. Have we forgot the almighty Name
That form'd the earth and sea?
And can an all-creating arm
Grow weary or decay?

3. Treasures of everlasting might
In our Jehovah dwell;

He gives the conquest to the weak,
And treads their foes to hell.

The church adore around, With vials full of odors sweet,

And harps of sweeter sound.

3. Those are the prayers of the saints,
And these the hymns they raise:
Jesus is kind to our complaints,
He loves to hear our praise.

6. Now to the Lamb that once was slain, Be endless blessings paid;

Salvation, glory, joy remain
For ever on thy head.

And youthful vigor cease:

But we that wait upon the Lord, Shall feel our strength increase.

Hast set the prisoners free, [blood, Hast made us kings and priests to And we shall reign with thee. [God,