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3 Farewell this flesh, these ears, these eyes,
9 AND is this heav'n? and am I there?
10 Is this the heav'nly friend, who hung
The sight of God in Tleaveu. 13 CREATOR GOD, eternal light, Fountain of good, tremendous pow'r. Ocean of wonders, blissful sight, Beauty and love anknown before ! 14 Thy grace, thy nature all unknown, In yon dark region whence I came, Where languid glimpses from thy throne, And feeble whispers taught thy name. 15 I'm in a world where all is new; Myself, my God; () blest amaze! Not my best hopes or wishes knew, To form a shadow of this grace. 16 Fix'd on my God, my heart, adore, My restless thoughts, forbear to rove; Ye meaner passions, stir no more, But all my pow'rs be joy and lore.
HYMN 174. C. M.
IL Of mortals here below ;
It's sov’reign virtue know ! 2 More needful this, than glittring wealth,
Or aught the world bestows ; Nor rep itation, food, or health,
Can give us such repose. 3 Religion should our thoughts engage,
Amidst our youthful bloom ; "Twill fit us for declining age,
And for the awful tomb.
Be my Redeemer's throne ;
His government to own.
Be join'd with godly fear ; And all my conversation prove My heart to be sincere.
HYMN 175. C. M.
1 In trouble and in joy,
My heart and tongue employ.
Till all who are distrest,
And charm their griefs to rest.
3 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just; Protection he affords to all,
Who make his name their trust. 4 Oh, make but trial of his love,
Experience will decide,
Who in his rust confide.
Have nothing else to fear : " Come, make his service your delight;
He'll make your wants his care.
Trust and confidence ; or Looking beyond present
appearances. flab. iii. 17, 18.
HYMN 177. L. M. Despair prevented by Trust in God. T ORD, who shall drive my trembling sold, Is From trust in thee to dark despair? Who has survey'd the sacred roll, And found my name not written there? 2 Presumptuous thought; to fix the bound! To limit mercy's sov’reign reign ! What other happy souls have found, Oh, may I seek, nor seek in vain ! 3 I own my guilt, my sins confess; Can men or devils make them more ? Of crimes already pamberless, Vain the attempt to swell the score. 4. Were the black list before my sight, While I remember thou hast Hy'd, 'Twill only urge my speedier Aigut, To seek salvation ay thy side 5 Low at thy feet Pll cast me down, To thee revealmy mult and fear; And--if thou spiiri me froin thy throne, I'll be the first whio perish'd there.
HYMN 178. Eights and Sixes. Feurs removed-It is I, be not afraid:
John vi, 20. TINCLEAN! unclean! and full of sin, . From first to last, alas, I've been!
Deceitful is my heart :
And bid my fears depart..