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9 Unless restrained by grace we are,
In vain the snare we see ;
Of blind idolatry.
In nature's slippery ways;
By Thy sufficient grace.
We faithfully depend,
And keep them to the end; 12 Wilt keep us tenderly discreet,
To guard what Thou hast given ;
At Thy right hand, in heaven.
1833. NOD of mercy, throned on high,
U Listen from Thy lofty seat;
Guide, O guide, our wand'ring feet !
All our dangers do not know;
Hardly feel the tempest blow.
Cleanse us with Thy blood Divine,
Save .us, keep us, make us Thine !
Thou alone our Guide canst be;
Whom have we to trust but Thee!
5 Let us ever hear Thy voice,
Ask Thy counsel every day ;
If we walk in wisdom's way.
Hope and love on every soul,
Love, while endless ages roll! 974
8.7.4. EDMESTON. 1820.
For we have no help but Thee;
If our God our Father be.
All our weakness Thou dost know;
Thou didst feel its keenest woe ;
Through the desert Thou didst go.
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy ;
Pleasure that can never cloy.
Nothing can our peace destroy. 975 (226)
L.M. DODDRIDGE. 1755.
To guide my doubtful footsteps right.
To fix on Mary's better part ;
3 Then let the wildest storms arise,
Let tempests mingle earth and skies;
But all my treasures with me bear.
Cheerful I live, and joyful die :
To find ten thousand worlds in Thee. 976 (13)
L.M. GILBERT. 1809.,
And turns the darkness into day. 2 When every eye around me sleeps,
May I not sin without control ?
On every thought of every soul.
· Where human foot has never trod,
On every side there would be God.
He fills the air, the earth, the sea :-
I cannot from His anger flee.
To Jesus Christ He bids me fly :
I Of mortals here below :
Its sovereign virtue know.
Amid our youthful bloom :
Twill fit us for declining age,
And for the awful tomb.
Be my Redeemer's throne;
His government to own.
Be join'd with godly fear ;
My heart to be sincere.
Through my remaining days;
To my Redeemer's praise.
Let warm affections rise :
C.M. DODDRIDGE. 1755.
In smiling crowds draw near, And turn from every mortal charm
A Saviour's voice to hear. 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high,
Stoops to converse with you ; And lays His radiant glories by,
Your friendship to pursue. 3 “The soul that longs to see My face . Is sure My love to gain ; And those that early seek My grace,
Shall never seek in vain."
If once compared with Thee ?
Like what in Christ I see?
5 Away, ye false delusive toys,
Vain tempters of the mind !
And here true bliss I find.
S.M. MONTGOMERY. 1835. THERE is a precious day;
1 In youth that day is ours, When we should dedicate to God
Our life with all its powers. 2 There is a gracious day,
When conscience speaks within ; 'Tis now, for now the Spirit strives,
Convincing us of sin. 3 There is a holy day,
Of faith, and hope, and love :
On earth to heaven above. 4 There is a serious day,
When we must yield our breath ;
An everlasting death.
Of judgment and decree ;
That last of days to see. 6 There is a glorious day,
Of sweet sabbatic rest :
(605) L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY. 1763.
Out of Thy richest grace supply ;
980 (605) Father, Son, an children