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5 When call'd to bear the weighty cross,
Christ the desire of all Nutions.
Hag. ii. 7. Cant. i. 3.
With never-facing rays.
Come bending at thy feet; To thee their pray’rs and vows ascend,
In thee their wishes meet. 3 Thy name, as precious ointment shed,
Delights the church around; Sweetly the sacred odours spread,
Through all Emmanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy spirits live
On thine exhaustless store ;
And still thou givest more. 5 Thou art their triumph and their joy ;
They find their all in thee;. Thy glories will their tongues employ,
Through all eternity.
HYMN 99. L. M.
Christ our Example. John siii, 15. W HEVE'ER the angry passions rise,
Andtempt our thoughts or tongues to strite, To Jesus let us lift our eyes, Bright pattern of the Christian life! 2 See how benevolent and kind ! How mild ! how ready to forgive! Be this the temper of our mind, And these the rules by which we live. 3 To do his heav'nly Father's will, Was his employment and delight; Humility and holy zeal Shune through his life divinely bright. 4 Dispensing good where'er he came, The labors of his life were love : If we regard the Saviour's name, Let his divine example move. 5 But ah, how blind! how weak we are ! How frail ! bow apt to turn aside! Lord, we depend upon thy care, And ask thy Spirit for our guide. 6 Thy fair example may we trace, To teach us what we ought to be ; Make us by thy transforming grace, Dcar Saviour, daily more like thee.
HYMN 100. C. M. Christ the Pearl of Great Price. Matt. xiii. 46. VE glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu,
1 A nobler choice be mine ; A real prize attracts my view, A treasure all divine.
2 Begone, unworthy of my cares,
Ye specious bates of sense, Inestimable worth appears,
The pearl of price immense ! 3 Jesus, to multitudes unknown,
O name divinely sweet! Jesus, in thee, in thee alone,
Wealth honor, pleasure meet!
Their boasted stores resign :
For leave to call thee mine. 5 Should earth’s vain treasaires all depart," • Of this dear gift possess’d, I'd clasp it to iny joyful heart,
And think myself most bless'd.
Thy love is bliss divine ;
HYMN 101. L. M.
U Where shall the sinner find a cure?
To ease the pain and heal the wound,
IIYMN 102. L. M.
5 Sometimes the Lord his face doth hide,
The Effects of the Fall lamented. NEE human nature sunk in shame : D See scandals pour'd on Jesu's name; The Father wounded through the Son ; The world abus'd, the soul undone. 2 See the short course of vain delight, Closing in everlasting night ; In flames that no abatement know, Kindled by sin the source of woe. 3 My God, I feel the mournful scenie ; My bowels yearn o'er dying men; And fain my pity would reclaim, And snatch the fire-brands from the flame. 4. But feeble my compassion proves, And can but weep where most it loves : Thine own all-saving arm employ, And turn these drops of grief to joy.