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But they have left an aching void,

The world can never fill.
4 Return, O holy Dove! return,

Sweet messenger of rest!
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,

And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known,

Whate'er that idol be, -
Help me to tear it from thy throne,

And worship only thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God,

Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road

That leads me to the Lamb.

7s. 401.

Love to Christ.
1 HARK! my soul ! it is the Lord;

'T is thy Saviour-hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,

“Say, poor sinner ! lovest thon me? 2 "I delivered thee, when bound, And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right,

Turned thy darkness into light. 3 “ Can a woman's tender care

Cease towards the child she bare 3
Yes, she may forgetful be,

Yet will I remember thee.
4 “ Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above;
Deeper than the depths beneath-

Free and faithful-strong as death. 5 “Thou shalt see my glory soon,

When the work of grace is done ;
Partner of my throne shalt be ;-

Say, poor sinner! lovest thou me?"
6 Lord ! it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee, and adore,-
Oh ! for grace to love thee more.

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C. M. 402.

Love to Christ.
I DO not I love thee, O my Lord ?

Behold my heart, and see ;
And turn each hateful idol out,

That dares to rival thee.
2 Do not I love thee, from my soul?

Then let me nothing love:
Dead be my heart to every joy

Which thou dost not approve. 8 Is not thy name melodious still

To mine attentive ear?
Doth not each pulse with pleasure beat

My Savionr's voice to hear ?
4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock,

I would disdain to feed?
Hast thou a foe, before whose face,

I fear thy cause to plead ?
5 Would not my heart pour forth its blood

In honor of thy name,
And challenge the cold hand of death

To damp th' immortal flame?
6 Thou knowest I love thee, dearest Lord!

But Oh! I long to soar,
Far from the sphere of mortal joys,
That I may love thee more.

S. M. 403.

Christian Watchfulness. 1 A CHARGE to keep I have,

A God to glorify;
A never-dying soul to save,

And fit it for the sky:
2 To serve the present age,

My calling to fulfill,-
Oh! may it all my powers engage

To do my Master's will. 3 Arm me with jealous care,

As in thy sight to live;
And Oh! thy servant, Lord! prepare

A strict account to give.
4 Help me to watch and pray,

And on thyself rely,

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Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall for ever die.

C. M. 404.

Seeking a Rest.
I WE seek a rest beyond the skies,

In everlasting day;
Through floods and flames the passage lies,

But Jesus guards the way.
2 The swelling flood, and raging flame,

Hear and obey his word;
Then let us triumph in his name,
Our Saviour is the Lord.

C. M. Double. 405.

Sinai and Zion.
I NOT to the terrors of the Lord,

The tempest, fire, and smoke;
Not to the thunder of that word,

Which God on Sinai spoke ;-
But we are come to Zion's hill,

The city of our God,
Where milder words declare his will,

And spread his love abroad. 2 Behold th' innumerable host

Of angels, clothed in light!
Behold the spirits of the just,

Whose faith is turned tỏ sight!
Behold the blest assembly there,

Whose names are writ in heaven!
And God, the judge of all, declares

Their every sin forgiven.
3 The saints on earth, and all the dead,

But one communion make;
All join in Christ, their living head,

And of his grace partake:
In such society as this

My weary soul would rest :
The man who dwells where Jesus is,
Must be for ever blest.

S. M. 406.

The vigilant Servant. 1 YE servants of the Lord !

Each in his office wait;

With joy obey his heavenly word,

And watch before his gate. 2 Let all your lamps he bright,

And trim the golden flame;
Gird up your loins, as in his sight,

For awful is his name.
3 Watch-t is your Lord's command;

And while we speak. he's near:
Mark the first signal of his hand,

And ready all appear. 4 Oh! happy servant he,

In such a posture found !
He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honor crowned.

S. M. 407.

Watching and Praying. 1 MY soul! be on thy guard,

Ten thousand foes arise;
And hosts of sins are pressing hard,

To draw thee from the skies.
2 Oh! watch, and fight, and pray;

The battle ne'er give o'er;
Renew it boldly every day,

And help divine implore. 3 Ne'er think the vict'ry won,

Nor lay thine armor down;
Thine arduous work will not be done
Till thou obtain thy crown.

C. M. 408.

Desiring the Presence of God. 1 HEAR, gracious God! my humble moan,

To thee I breathe my sighs ;
When will the mournfil night be gone,

And when my joys arise ; 2 My God! Oh! could I make the claim,

My Father and my friend,
And call thee mine, by every name,

On which thy saints depend ;-
3 By every name of power and love,

I would thy grace entreat;
Nor should my humble hopes remove,

Nor leave thy mercy-seat.

4 Yet, though my soul in darkness mourns,

Thy word is all my stay ;
Here I would rest till light returns ;- .

Thy presence makes my day.
5 Speak, Lord! and bid celestial peace

Relieve my aching heart; ,
Oh! smile and bid my sorrows cease,

And all the gloom depart.
6 Then, shall my drooping spirit rise

And bless the healing rays;
And change these deep, complaining sighs,
To songs of sacred praise.

C. M. 409.

Submission.
1 0 LORD! my best desires fulfill,

And help me to resign
Life, health, and comfort to thy will,

And make thy pleasure mine.
2 Why should I shrink at thy command ?

Thy love forbids my fears;,
Why tremble at the gracious hand,

That wipes away my tears ? 3 No.- let me rather freely yield

What most I prize, to thee;
Thou never hast a good withheld,

Nor wilt withhold from me.
4 Thy favor, all my journey through,

Shall be my rich supply;
What more I want, or think I do,
Let wisdom still deny.

S. M.
410. Restoration to Health.
1 KINDLY the Lord'appeared

In nature's trying hour;
His love my sinking spirit cheered ;

I felt his strengthening power. 2 He found me on the bed

Of languishing and pain;
And bade me lean on him my head,

Nor seek his aid in vain.

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