HYMN 237. L. M. Night. THEE in the watches of the night, 1 FOR HYMN 238. C. M. Before a Journey. NORTH at thy call, oh Lord, I go, "Tis all my business here below Father, to do thy will. 2 To do thy will while here I make An everlasting home I seek, 3 0, when shall I my Canaan gain, And leave the world of sin and pain, 4 Come to my help, come quickly, Lord, O let me hear the gracious word, HYMN 239. C. M. On a Journey. AVIOUR, who ready art to hear, Answer my scarcely uttered prayer, HYMN 240. C. M. After a Journey. To bless my coming in! HOU, Lord, hast blessed my going out, Compass my weakness round about, 2 Still hide me in thy secret place, Shelter me with preserving grace, 3 To thee for refuge may I run, 4 O that I never, never more Might from thy ways depart! 5- Fix my new heart on things above, 1 I ask not life; but let me love, T HYMN 241. C. M. The sorrowful Pilgrim. HE wretched man of sorrow, Thy solemn moments spend, 2 My comforts are all blasted, The joy which once I tasted, O that I ne'er had known! The gourd, which soothed my anguish, 3 From all I suffer here, If God my sins forgive, I No serpent to deceive me, I shall no longer mourn; HYMN 242. P. M. IF life's pleasures charm thee, give them.not thy heart, Lest the gift ensnare thee from thy God to part; The Rock of thy salvation. 2 If distress befal thee, painful though it be, Let not grief appai thee; to thy Saviour fice; He, ever near, thy prayer will hear, And calm thy perturbation: The waves of wo shall ne'er o'erflow 3 When earth's prospects fail thee, let it not distress, Better comforts with thee; Christ will freely bless; To Jesus flee, thy prop he'll be, Thy heavenly consolation: For griefs below cannot o'erthrow 4 Dangers may approach thee, let them not alarm, Christ will ever watch thee, and protect from harm, He near thee stands with mighty hands, To ward off each temptation: The Rock of thy salvation. 5 Let not death alarm thee, shrink not from his blow, For thy God shall arm thee, and victory bestow, For death shall bring to thee no sting, 1 The grave no desolation: то HYMN 243. C. M. D. O see a pilgrim as he dies, While friends are weeping all around, He shouts with his expiring breath, 2 Oh Christians! are you ready now The dazzling charms of that bright world My tongue shall shout redeeming grace, 3 Go on, my brethren in the Lord, I'm bound to meet you there; Although we tread enchanted ground, Fight on, fight on, ye valiant souls, 4 Salvation through our conqu'ring King, While they repeat the song above, Oh Christians! help me praise the Lamb, 5 Go on, my brethren in the Lord, We'll join the heavenly armies bright, And tune our harps and sing free grace, HYMN 244. L. M. WHEN on the cross my Lord I see, Satan and sin no more can move, 2 His thorns and nails pierce through my heart; In every groan I bear a part; I view his wounds with streaming eyes; 3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, 4 Here I forget my cares and pains; 5 Oh that I thus could always feel! 6 Thy name dispels my guilt and fear, |