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His truth and love while life shall last,
My constant praises claim.

On kings, and mightiest sons of men,
Let none for aid rely;

They cannot save in dangerous times,
Nor timely help apply.

Then happy he, who Jacob's God
For his protector takes ;

Who still, with well-placed hope, the Lord
His constant refuge makes.

The Lord, who made both heaven and earth,
And all that they contain,

Will never falsify his truth,
Nor make his promise vain.

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BY faith in Christ I walk with God,

With heaven, my journey's end, in view;

Under his staff and counting rod,

My way is safe and pleasant too.

With him sweet converse I maintain,

Great as he is, I may be free.
And tell him all my grief and pain,
While he declares his love to me.

332.

8's, 7's, & 4's.

SEE!-behold him!-Lo! 'tis Jesus!
Walking near, to watch, to keep;
Let not doubts nor terrors seize us,
In our passage o'er the deep;

He can save us,

Still the storm, and speed the ship.
Though the shore we hope to land on,
Only by report is known;
Yet we freely all abandon,
Steering by His chart alone,
And with Jesus

Through the trackless wave move on. Pilot! safe in thy protection,

We shall pass this wide-spread waste; Trusting to thy wise direction, We shall gain the port at last, Thanking, praising,

For thy care thro' dangers past.

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JOY is a fruit that will not grow
In nature's barren soil;

All we can boast till Christ we know
Is vanity and toil.

A bleeding Saviour seen by faith,
A sense of pardoning love,
A hope that triumphs over death,
Are tastes of joys above.

To take a glimpse within the veil,
To know that God is mine,
Are springs of joy that never fail,
Unspeakable, divine.

These are the joys which satisfy
And sanctify the mind;

Which makes the spirit mount on high,
And leave the world behind.

No more, my soul, bemoan thy lot,
O thou who art the Lord's;
Lift up to him each blissful note,
That heaven on earth affords.

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WHITHER, O whither should I fly?

But to my loving Saviour's breast!

Secure within his arms to lie,

And safe beneath his wings to rest.

He is the mystic pillar given;

My lamp by night, my shade by day :
He is the living bread from heaven,
The smitten rock, the living way.

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FROM Egypt-thraldom freed
By the Redeemer's might,

Passed through, immersed to Christ our head
We walk as in his sight.

We eat the manna given;

Drink from the smitten rock;
The flesh likes not this way to heaven,-
Faith no way else will walk.

The promised land of peace,
Through faith we keep in view,
Beyond the thorny wilderness,
We now are passing through.

Here griefs, and cares, and pains,
And fears distress us sore;
But there eternal pleasure reigns,
And we shall sigh no more.

CHRISTIAN PILGRIM.

336.

S. M.

FROM bondage lately come,

Where death and darkness reign;

We seek our new, our better home,
Where we our rest shall gain.
There sin and sorrow cease;
And we, (all conflicts o'er,)

Shall dwell and walk with God, in
Nor thirst nor hunger more.

There love unmingled reigns:
God, all in all, is King:

There we shall, in celestial strains,
With ransomed millions sing.

peace,

How sweet the prospect is, It cheers the pilgrim's breast, While travelling through this wilderness, Towards that eternal rest.

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PILGRIMS journeying heavenward, we
Raise a song of thanks to thee:

Zion's Bridegroom, Israel's King,
Kindly hear the praise we sing.

Burdened slaves! delighted, we

Hear'd thy voice, "Go forth, be free!"

Went forth, guided by thy word,
Trusting, following the Lord.

Glad we see thy beauties shine,
Glorious, perfect, all divine:
See thy wisdom, riches, powers,
Glad, because as thine they're ours.
We thy names and honours take;
(All count loss for Jesus' sake;)
Made thy Bride, thy Salem free;
Made God's righteousness in thee.
In thy love with joy we press
Onward to behold thy face;
Free from darkness, sin, and clay,
Glorious in eternal day.

338. 8's, 7's, & 4's. GUIDE me, O thou great Messiah ! Pilgrim, through this desert land:

I am weak, but thou Almighty;
Guard me by thy powerful hand.
Heavenly manna

Rain, till I on Canaan stand.

With me, O thou smitten Fountain!
Let thy living waters flow:
Jesus, lighting-shading pillar!
Lead me all the journey through.
Strong Deliverer !

Be my shield from every foe.

When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Thou, my Ark! the stream divide :

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