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HYMN 269. L. M.
Desiring Heaven. TO more I ask, or hope to find, W Delight or happiness below : Sorrow may well possess the mind, That feeds where thorns and thistles grow. 2 The joy that fades is not for me, I seek immortal joys above : There, glory without end shall be The bright reward of faith and love. 3 Cleave to the world, ye sordid worms, Contented lick your native dust; But God shall fight, with all his storms, Against the idol of your trust.
HYMN 270. Eights and Sevens.
Praise for Redeeming Love.
5 Let us praise, and join the chorus
'HYMN 271. C. M.
Presumption and Despair. T HATE the tempter and his charms, I I hate his Aattering breath ; The serpent takes a thousand forms
To cheat our souls to death. 2 He feeds our hopes with airy dreams,
Or kills with slavish fear;
Presumption or despair.
To walk the road of heav'n;" Anon he swells our sins, and cries,
“ They cannot be forgiv'n." 4. He bids young sinners, “ yet forbear
To think of God or death;
But melancholy breath.”
And 'tis too late to pray :
For they have lost their day.”
By mischief and deceit;
And drags the sons of Adam down,
To darkness and the pit.
Let him in darkness dwell ;
HYMN 272, S. M.
Complaint of Sin.
Unholy and unclean !
With such a load of sin !
A dwelling fit for thee ? Swarming, alas! in ev'ry part,
What evils do I see !
And raise my soul on high,
For sin is ever nigh.
Such darkness fills my mind,
But no relief can find.
But hear it still in vain :
Harden'd I still remain.
Sink in despair and die?
For such a wretch as I.
17 That blood which thou hast spilt,
That grace which is thine own, . Can cleanse the vilest sinner's guilt,
And soften hearts of stone. 8 Low at thy feet I bow,
Oh, pity and forgive!
HYMN 273. S. M.
Light Shining in Darkness. " M Y former hopes are fied,
W . My terror now begins;
In trespasses and sins. 2 Ah, whither shall i fy ? . I hear the thunder roar The law proclaims destruction nigh,
And vengeance at the door. 3 When I review my ways,
I dread impending doom ;
“Flee from the wrath to come." 4 I see, or think I see,
A glimm'ring from afar;
To save me from despair. 5 Forerunner of the sun,
It marks the pilgrim's way; I'll gaze upon it while I run,
And watch the rising day.
HYMN 274. Tens.
means, Such was thy love! and now enthron'd on high, The same compassion in thy bosom reigns. 6 Lord, give me faith-he hears! what grace
is this! ** Dry up thy tears, my soul, and cease to grieve;
He shows me what he did, and who he is,