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e 2 Here I repent, and sin again,

Sometimes revive, sometimes am slain; Slain with the same malignant dart, Which, oh! too often wounds my heart. -3 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be, That I shall find my all in theeo The fulness of thy promise prove,

And feast on thine eternal love? DORRINGTON. HYMN 58. L. M. Bath. [b*]

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Conflict between Sin and Holiness. Gal. v, 17.
THAT jarring natures dwell within-
Imperfect grace, remaining sin!
Not this can reign, nor that prevail,
Tho' each by turns my heart assail.
e 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die.
o Now raise my songs of triumph high;
o Sing a rebellious passion slain,

e Or mourn to feel it live again.
o 3 One happy hour beholds me rise,
Borne upwards to my native skies;
When faith assists my soaring flight,
To realms of joy, and worlds of light.
e 4 Scarce a few hours or minutes roll,
Ere earth reclaims my captive soul;
I feel its sympathetic force,

And headlong urge my downward course.
é 5 How short the joys thy visits give!
How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve!
What clouds obscure my rising sun,
Or interrupt its rays at noon!

-6 Great God, assist me through the fight,
Make me to triumph in thy might;
Thou the desponding heart canst raise,
The vict'ry mine, and thine the praise.

CRUTTENDON.

HYMN 59. C. M. Tunbridge. [*]
Watchfulness and Prayer.

e 1 LAS, what hourly dangers rise!
What snares beset my way!
-To heaven then let me lift my eyes,
And hourly watch and pray.

p 2 How oft my mournful tho'ts complain, And melt in flowing tears!

e My weak resistance, ah, how vain! How strong my foes and fears!

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−3 O gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid;

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Help me to watch, and pray, and strive,
Though trembling and afraid.

4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,
When foes and fears prevail;
And bear my fainting spirit up,
e Or soon my strength will fail.

-5 When strong temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet aside;

o My God, thy powerful aid impart― My guardian and my guide.

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-6 Still keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee;

-And never let me go astray,

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From happiness and thee.

STEELE.

HYMN 60. 8, 7 & 4. Helmsley. [*]
Hope encouraged. Ps. xlii, 5.

My soul, what means this sadness?
Wherefore art thou thus cast down?
o Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness;
Bid thy restless fears be gone:
Look to Jesus,

And rejoice in his dear name.

-2 What though Satan's strong temptations, Vex and grieve thee day by day;

And thy sinful inclinations

Often fill thee with dismay;

Thou shalt conquer

Thro' the Lamb's redeeming blood. -3 Tho' ten thousand ills beset thee, From without and from within; o Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee, But will save from hed and sia: He is faithful

To perform his gracious word.

4 Tho' distresses now attend thee, And thou tread'st the thorny road;

• His right hand shall still defend thee; Soon he'll bring thee home to God! Therefore praise him

Praise the great Redeemer's name. -5 O that I could now adore him, Like the heav'nly host above,

o Who forever bow before him, And unceasing sing his love! Happy songsters!

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When shall I your chorus join? FAWCETT.
HYMN 61. C. M. Bedford. [*]
Lively Hope and gracious Fear.

I WAS a grov'ling creature once,

And basely cleav'd to earth;

I wanted spirit to renounce

The clod that gave me birth.

2 But God has breath'd upon a worm,
And sent me from above,

Wings such as clothe an angel's form,
The wings of joy and love.

03 With these, to Pisgah's top I fly,
And there delighted stand;
To view, beneath a shining sky,
The spacious promis'd land.

04 The Lord of all the vast domain
Has promis'd it to me:

The length and breadth of all the plàin,
As far as faith can see.

-5 How glorious is my privilege!
To thee for help I call;

e I stand upon a mountain's edge, O save me, lest I fall!

-6 Tho' mach exalted in the Lord, My strength is not my own;

e Then let me tremble at his word, And none shall cast me down.

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COWPER.

HYMN 62. L. P. M. Sheffield. [*]
Issurance. Jer. xxxi, 3.

1 TESUS, I know, hath died for me,-
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This is my hope, my joy, my rest!

Hither when hell assails, I flee,

And look into my Saviour's breast:

o Away, sad doubts, and anxious fear— e Mercy is all that's written there.

2 Tho' waves and storms go o'er my head, e Tho' strength, and health, and friends, be gone, Tho' joys be wither'd all, and dead,

And every comfort be withdrawn; g Steadfast on this my soul relies— Father thy mercy never dies.

-3 Fix'd on this rock will I remain, e When heart shall fail, and flesh decay; g A rock which shall my soul sustain,

When earth's foundations melt away! s Mercy's full pow'r I then shall prove, Lov'd with an everlasting love!

LYNDALL.

HYMN 63. L. M. Psalm 97th. [b]
Christ, the Believer's Ark. 1 Pet. iii, 20, 211
1 THE deluge, at the Almighty's call,
THIE

Swallow'd the mountains in its rage,
And swept a guilty world to hell.

2 In vain the tallest sons of pride
Fied from the close-pursuing wave;
Nor could their mightiest tow'rs defend,
Nor swiftness 'scape, nor courage save.
e 3 How dire the wreck! how loud the roar!
How shrill the universal cry-
Of millions in the last despair-
Re-echo'd from the low'ring sky.

e 4 Yet Noah, humble, happy saint,
Surrounded with the chosen few,

Sat in his ark, secure from fear,

And sang the grace that steer'd him through. o 5 So may I sing, in Jesus safe,

While storms of vengeance round me fall; Conscious how high my hopes are fix'd, Beyond what shakes this earthly ball. -6 Enter thine ark, while patience waits, Nor ever quit that sure retreat; Then the wide flood that buries earth, 'Shall waft thee to a fairer seat.

s 7 Nor wreck nor ruin there is seen;
There not a wave of trouble rolls;

But the bright rainbow round the throne,
Seals endless life to all their souls. DODDRIDGE.

HYMN 64. 8&7. Emmaus. [*] Christ, a Friend closer than a Brother. Prov. xviii, 24. NE there is, above all others,

ONE is, aves the name of Friend;

His is love beyond a brother's,
Costly, free, and knows no end:
They who once his kindness prove,
Find it everlasting love.

o 2 Which of all our friends, to save us
Could, or would have shed their blood?

o But our Jesus died to have us,
Reconcil'd in him to God:
This is boundless love indeed!
Jesus is a friend in need.

e 3 When he liv'd on earth abased,
Friend of sinners was his name;
-Now above all glory raised,
He rejoices in the same:

Still he calls them brethren, friends,
And to all their wants attends.

e 4 Oh for grace our hearts to soften!
Teach us, Lord, at length to love;
We, alas! forget too often,

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What a Friend we have above:

But when home our souls are bro't,

We will love thee as we ought. NEWTON.

HYMN 65. C. M. St. Ann's. Mear. [b]
Manna, or Daily Supply. Exod. xvi, 18.

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ANNA to Israel well supply'd

The want of other bread;

While God is able to provide,

His people will be fed.

2 Of his kind care, how sweet a proof!
It suited ev'ry taste:

Who gather'd most had just enough,
Enough who gather'd least.

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