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HYMN 147. C. M.
Trust of the Wicked and the Righteous.
Jer. xvii. 5-8.
Beneath a burning sky ;
And only grows to die.
Who makes the world his trust; And dares his confidence to place
In vanity and dust.
And dries his moisture 1p;
Then dies without a hope.
Upon the Lord alone;
HYMN 148. C. M.
And on thy care depend ; To thee in every trouble flee,
My besi, my only friend. 2 i hen all created streams are dry do
Thy fulness is the same ; May I with this be satisfy’d,
And glory in thy name !
Wbo has a fountain near,
With waters sweet and clear?
4 No good in creatures can be found,
But all is found in thee :
While thou art God to me.
To look within the veil,
Whose word can never fail !
I triumph and adore ;
To love and please thee more.
HYMN 149. L. M.
The wonderful Love of Christ. VOME, let me love, or is my mind
I see the blessed fair one bend, And stoop t'embrace me from the skies! 2 Oh ! 'tis a thought would melt a rock, And make a heart of iron move, That those sweet lips, that heav'nly look, Should seek and wish a mortal love! 3 I was a traitor doom'd to fire, Bound to sustain eternal pains : He flew on wings of strong desire, Assum'd my guilt and took my chains. 4 Infinite grace! almighty charms! Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies ! Jesus, the God, extends his arms, Hangs on a cross of love, and dies. 5 Did pity ever stoop so low, Dress'd in divinity and blood
Was ever rebel courted so, In groans of an expiring God? 6 Again he lives, and spreads his hands, Hands that were nail'd to torturing smart ; “ By these dear wounds,” saith he; and stands, And prays to claspe me to his heart, 7 Sure I must love ; or are my ears Still deaf, nor will my passions move ! Lord ! melt this stubborn heart to tears ; This heart shall yield to death or love.
HYMN 150. S. M.
A Parting Hymn.
Our hearts in Christian love;
Is like to that above.
We pour our ardent pray’rs ;
Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual wees;
Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain ;
And hope to meet again.
Our courage by the way ; While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.
6 Prom sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free ;
Through all eternity.
HYMN 151. S. M.
Christian Love. Gal. ïïi 28.
Gentile and Jew, and bond and fre
Are one in Christ their head. 2 Among the saints on earth,
Let mutual love be found ; lleirs of the same inheritance,
With mutual blessings crown'd. 3 Let discord, child of hell !
Be banish'd far away ;
Who the same Lord obey
Resemble that above,
And ev'ry heart is love.
HYMN 152. C. M.
Love to our Enemies from the Example of Christ.
Luke xxiii. 34 Matt. v. 44. AL;
LOUD we sing the wond'rous grace, Which made the tott'ring cross its throne,
And hung its trophies there. 2 “Father, forgive,” his mercy cry'd,
With his expiring breath,
And drew eternal blessings down,
On those who wrought his death. 3 Jesus, this wond'rous love we sing,
And whilst we sing, admire ;
The same celestial fire.
For enemies we'll pray ;
HYMN 153. C. M.
1 Cor. xiü. 1.3.
Her richest gifts on me,
If void of love to thee.
Could make me truly good ; Nor zeal itself could recompense
The want of love to God.
But were deny'd ihy grace,
Would be but sounding brass. 4 Tho' thou should'st give me heav'nly skill,
Each myst'ry to explain, Had I no heart to do thy will,
My knowledge would be vain.
As mountains to remove,
That did not work by loyes.