247 FULL oft the clouds of deepest woe C.M. So sweet a message bear, [find, Dark though they seem, 'twere hard to A frown of anger there. It needs our hearts be wean'd from earth, 248 THOU'RT my rock and my defence ; 75. Thee I'll trust, though nature faints, 249 FIERCE burning coals of juniper, C.M. And arrows of the strong, Await those false and cruel tongues, Which do the righteous wrong. But as for me my song shall rise For he has seen my deep distress, 250IN vain the powers of darkness try, C.M. To work the church's ill, The Friend of sinners reigns on high, Though mischief in their hearts may dwell, My trust is in his grace alone; 251 GOD counts the sorrows of his saints, Their groans affect his ears; C.M. Thou hast a book for my complaints, When to thy throne I raise my cry, So swift is prayer to reach the sky; In thee, most holy, just and true, 252OH! taste and see that God is good, C.M. And that his saints are blest ; Oh! trust the Lord, desponding saint, There's none hath ever been in want, 253 CAPTAIN of our soul's salvation, 8.7.4 Perfect made thyself in woe, When thou wast with man below; 'Mid the vilest thou didst go. They whose ills were most distressing, Thou didst bless them- All with heavy debts embarrassed, Welcome all who come to thee. 2541 BOW towards thy mercy-seat : L.M. Haste, Lord, thy servant haste to meet, O let my prayer before thee come, 256 THOU art near; yes, Lord, I feel it, 8.7. Thou art near where'er I move, And though sense would fain conceal it, 257 S.M. L.M. Then, my soul, since God doth love thee, O LEAD me to the rock Thou art the tower of my defence, 258 O GLORIOUS hour! O blest abode! 259 DELIGHT thyself in God, he'll give C.M. Thine heart's desire to thee: And he thy judgment shall bring forth, 260 DEAR Saviour, should our foes defame, C.M. Or brethren faithless prove, Then, through thy grace, be this our aim, Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, O may we lead the pilgrim's life, 261 MY heart is fix'd, my song shall raise L.M. Immortal honours to thy name; Above the heavens, where angels dwell; 262 O GOD of love, my God thou art ; C.M. 263 75. 264 10.10. II.II. To thee I early cry ; Refresh with grace my thirsty heart, Thy power, thy glory let me see, IF thou see thy foe in need, Haste with cheerful hand to feed ; If thy foe be in thy hand, Every vengeful thought withstand; With heart and with voice; His mercies record, And round him rejoice. |