My foes subdue, my fears dispelI'll daily seek for who can tell? 3 Endanger'd or distrest, To thee alone I'll fly, Implore thy powerful help, And at thy footstool lie; My case bemoan, my wants reveal, And patient wait:-for, who can tell? 4 My heart misgives me oft, And conscience storms within; Will make it all serene : In endless flames :-but who can tell? 5 Vile unbelief, begone; Ye doubts, fly swift away; While I've an heart to pray: CCLXIV. L. M. NEW SELEC. TEM EMPTATIONS, trials, doubts and fears, Wants, losses, crosses, groans, and tears, Will, through the grace of God, our friend, In everlasting triumphs end! 2 To those that him sincerely love, All trials do but blessings prove, Whom God hath call'd and made his own, Nor fires can burn, nor floods can drown. 3 Lord, let this thought in deep distress Our hopes confirm, our spirits raise; 'Midst earth and hell's opposing pow'rs, We still are safe if thou art ours. CCLXV. L. M. NEW SELEC Glorying in the cross of Christ. 1LET others wrapt in self-conceit, Boast in their wisdom and their wit; * While the self-righteous blind and rude, I'll seek revenge on all my pride, 3 While they with curses on their heads, 4 Hither I'm brought by sov'reign grace; And glory in my Lord alone. YE E highly favour'd, who profess To love and practise holiness, You stand expos'd to earth and hell, And seriousness becomes you well. 2 Be circumspect in all your ways; And spread your great Redeemer's praise; Let his commands be your delight, This is well pleasing in his sight. 3. Labor to prove your faith sincere, In purity and holy fear; Let all your conduct still express 1 CCLXVII. L. M. NEW SELEC. Let us run our race with patience. LORD, can a helpless worm like me Attempt to make her way to thee? Yes; let me raise thy praises high, In weakness thou canst strength supply. 2 Through grace alone I have begun, Resolv'd the heavenly race to run: "Tis grace corrects me when I stray, "Tis grace upholds me in the way. 3 Run on, my soul, and still adore, Receiving still, still asking more; In Christ thy strength, thy wisdom lies, O look to him with stedfast eyes. 4 Look to that blood thy Saviour shed; 5 He having lov'd me unto death CCLXVIII. L. M. } W NEW SELEC." The law ineffectual to salvation. CCLXIX. S. M. NEWTON. The vanity of Balaam's wish. Num. xxiii. 10. TOW blest the righteous are, HOW When they resign their breath! No wonder Balaam wish'd to share 2 "Oh let me die," said he, "The death the righteous do; When life is ended, let me be Found with the faithful few." 3 The force of truth how great! When enemies confess, None but the righteous whom they hate, A solid hope possess. 4 But Balaam's wish was vain, His heart was insincere: He thirsted for unrighteous gain, 5 He seem'd the Lord to know, But Mammon prov'd his overthrow, The witnessing and sealing spirit. WH Great Comforter! descend and bring 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, 3 Assure my conscience of her part And bear thy witness with my heart, 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, CCLXXI. S. M. NEW SELEC. The song of Moses and the Lamb. Rev. xv A Of Moses and the Lamb; |