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5 Or if on joyful wing
Cleaving the sky,
Upwards I fly,
Nearer to Thee! Amen.
286 “I will go in the strength of the Lord God, I
will make mention of Thy righteousness,
even of Thine only.' 1 I JOURNEY through a desert drear and wild, Yet is my heart by such sweet thoughts
beguiled Of Him on Whom I lean, my Strength, my Stay, I can forget the sorrows of the way.
2 Thoughts of His love—the root of every grace Which finds in this poor heart a dwelling-place, The sunshine of my soul, than day more bright, And my calm pillow of repose by night.
3 Thoughts of His sojourn in this vale of tears
The tale of love unfolded in those years
4 Thoughts of His glory—on the Cross I gaze,
And there behold its sad yet healing rays ; Beacon of hope, which, lifted up on high, Illumes with heavenly light the tear-dimmed
5 Thoughts of His coming ; for that joyful day
In patient hope I watch, and wait, and pray ; The dawn draws nigh, the midnight shadows O what a sunrise will that Advent be! (flee ;
6 Thus while I journey on, my Lord to meet,
My thoughts and meditations are so sweet Of Him on Whom I lean, my Strength, my Stay I can forget the sorrows of the way!
287 “ Christ also suffered for us, leaving us an
example, that ye should follow His steps.” 1 A PILGRIM through this lonely world,
The blessed Saviour passed;
A dying Lamb at last.
2 That tender heart that felt for all,
For all its life-blood gave;
Save only in the grave.
3 Such was our Lord—and shall we fear
The Cross, with all its scorn?
That wreathed His brow with thorn?
4 No, facing all its frowns or smiles,
Like Him obedient still,
To Zion's blessed hill.
5 In tents we dwell amid the waste,
Nor turn aside to roam
Where Jesus had no home.
To win our hearts, our love,
In spirit dwell above. Amen.
288 "O God, Thou art my God.”
Early to Thee my soul shall cry;
A thirsty land whose springs are dry. [2 O that it were as it hath been!
When praying in the holy place,
And marked the footsteps of Thy grace !) 3 Yet, through this rough and thorny maze
I follow hard on Thee, my God;
I safely tread where Thou hast trod. 4 Thee, in the watches of the night,
When I remember on my bed,
Thy guardian wings are round my head.
5 Better than life itself Thy love,
Dearer than all beside to me;
Or what on earth compared to Thee?
6 Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice,
For all Thy mercy I will give;
289 “Thy statutes have been my songs in the
house of my pilgrimage.”
As ye journey, sweetly sing;
In the way the fathers trod :
You on Jesus' throne shall rest:
4 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light;
There our Lord we soon shall see.
On the borders of your land;
Bids you undismayed go on.
Gladly leaving all below:
290“At evening time it shall be light.”
From morn to perfect day;
And hide the cheering ray;
And griefs his path surround;
A heavenly light is found.
At evening time it shall be light.
For but a moment's space,
Can hide His smiling face;
So runs the promise dear,
When death's dark hour draws near;
291 "Lead me in the way everlasting.”
JESUS, still lead on,
Till our rest be won;
Guide us by Thy hand