. HYMN 237. L. M. Night. • THEE in the watches of the night, Before a Journey. NORTH at thy call, oh Lord, I go, FORTH "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. THOU, Lord, hast blessed my going out, O bless my coming in! Compass my weakness round about, 2 Still hide me in thy secret place, 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, I ask not life; but let me love, THE HYMN 241. C. M. The sorrowful Pilgrim. 2 My comforts are all blasted, The joy which once I tasted, The gourd, which soothed my anguish, 3 From all I suffer here, No serpent to deceive me, No sin to stain my thought, I shall no longer mourn; HYMN 242. P. M. IIF life's pleasures charm thee, give them no: thy heart, Lest the gift ensnare thee from thy God to part; Fix here thy hope's foundation; The Rock of thy salvation. 2 If distress befal thee, painful though it be, The waves of wo shall ne'er o'erflow 3 When earth's prospects fail thee, let it not dis tress, 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, 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: "Tis gain to die with Jesus nigh, HYMN 243. C. M. D. see a pilgrim as he dies, To heaven he lifts his longing eyes, 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, And when I gain fair Canaan's land, 4 Salvation through our conqu'ring King, 1 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, W Bleeding to death for wretched me, Satan and sin no more can move, For I am all transform'd to love. 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! Thy name dispels my guilt and fear, |