2 Believers enter in

By Christ the living gate;

But they who will not leave their sin,
Complain it is too strait.

3 If self must be denied,

And sin forsaken quite;

They rather choose the way that's wide,
And strive to think it right.

4 Encompass'd by a throng,
On numbers they depend;
So many surely can't be wrong,
And miss a happy end.

5 But numbers are no mark

That men will right be found;
A few were sav'd in Noah's ark
But many millions drown'd.

6 Obey the gospel call,

And enter while you may;

The flock of Christ is always small,

And none are safe but they.

7 Lord, open sinner's eyes,

Their awful state to see,

And make them, ere the storm arise,
To thee for safety flee.

41. C. M. Cowper.
True and false comfort.

1 O GOD, whose favourable eye
The sin-sick soul revives ;
Holy and heavenly is the joy,
Thy shining presence gives.

2. Not such as hypocrites suppose,
Who with a graceless heart;
Taste not of thee, but drink a dose
Prepar'd by Satan's art.

3 Intoxicating joys are theirs,

Who while they boast their light,
And seem to soar above the stars,
Are plunging into night.

4 Lull'd in a soft and fatal sleep,
They sin and yet rejoice;
Were they indeed the Saviour's sheep,
Would they not hear his voice?

5 Be mine the comforts that reclaim
The soul from Satan's pow'r;
That make me blush for what I am,
And hate my sin the more.

6 'Tis joy enough, my All in All,
At thy dear feet to lie;
Thou wilt not let me lower fall,
And none can higher fly.

42. L. M. Beddome.

Complaining of Inconstancy.

1 THE wandering star, and fleeting wind,
Both represent th' unstable mind;
The morning cloud and early dew,
Bring our inconstancy to view.

2 But cloud and wind, and dew and star,
Faint and imperfect emblems are;
Nor can there aught in nature be
So fickle and so false as we.

3 Our outward walk, and inward frame,
Scarce through a single hour the same;
We vow, and straight our vows forget,
And then these very vows repeat.

4 We sin forsake, to sin return;

Are hot, are cold, now freeze, now burn;
In deep distress, then raptures feel,
We soar to heaven, then sink to hell.

5 With flowing tears, Lord, we confess
Our folly and unsteadfastness:
When shall these hearts more fixed be,
Fix'd by thy grace, and fix'd for thee?

43. S. M. Dr. Watts' Lyrics.
Confession and Pardon. 1 John i. 9.

1 MY sorrows like a flood,
Impatient of restraint,
Into thy bosom, O my God!
Pour out a long complaint.

2 This impious heart of mine.
Could once defy the Lord,

Could rush with violence on to sin
In presence of thy sword.

3 How often have I stood
A rebel to the skies,

And yet, and yet, O matchless grace!
Thy thunder silent lies.

4 O shall I never feel

The meltings of thy love? Am I of such hell-harden'd steel That mercy cannot move?

5 O'ercome by dying love,
Here at thy cross I lie,

And throw my flesh, my soul, my all;
And weep, and love and die.

6 "Rise," says the Saviour, "rise!
Behold my wounded veins !
Here flows a sacred crimson flood
To wash away thy stains."

7 See, God is reconcil'd!

Behold his smiling face!

Let joyful cherubs clap their wings,
And sound aloud his grace.

44. C. M. Cowper.

Contentment. Phil. iv. 11.

1 FIERCE passions discompose the mind, As tempests vex the sea;

But calm content and peace we find,
When, Lord, we turn to thee.

2 In vain by reason and by rule,
We try to bend the will;

For none but in the Saviour's school,
Can learn the heav'nly skill.

3 Since at his feet my soul has sat,
His gracious words to hear;
Contented with my present state,
I cast on him my care.

4"Art thou a sinner, soul? (he said)
Then how cans't thou complain?
How light thy troubles here, if weigh'd
With everlasting pain.

5 "If thou of murm'ring would'st be cur'd,
Compare thy griefs with mine;
Think what my love for thee endur'd,
And thou wilt not repine.

6" "Tis I appoint thy daily lot,

And I do all things well;

Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot,
And rise with me to dwell.

7 "In life, my grace shall strength supply,
Proportion'd to thy day;
At death, thou still shalt find me nigh,
To wipe thy tears away."

45. 10. 11. Newton.

Jehovah Jireh. The Lord will provide. Gen. xxii. 14. 1 THO' troubles assail, and dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite;