5 Good God! what can a mortal do,
With such a cursed, artful foe?
Let grace divine my soul defend,
Nor let me to this monster bend.
6 [Work in me, Lord, to will and do,
My way to Zion to pursue;
And while I tread the thorny road,
Teach me to lean upon my God.]
"The carnal mind is enmity against God."-Rom. viii. 7. THE carnal mind takes different ways, And different objects she surveys;
She's pleased with things that suit her taste,
But hates the God of truth and grace.
2 No beauty in the Lord she views,
Nor is she charm'd with gospel-news;
She sets at nought, with vain contempt,
The Man the Lord Jehovah sent.
3 She hates him as the mighty God,
The church's Wisdom, Life, and Head;
His priestly office she disdains,
And wantons with his wounds and pains. 4 Whatever office Jesus bears,
Or in what glorious form appears,
She was, and is, and still will be,
Against him dreadful enmity.
5 [Is this the case? yes, Lord, 'tis true;
And I've a carnal nature too,
That fights, with all its hellish might,
Against the God of my delight.
Immortal majesty is his,
Nor can his glory end.
2 He guards his children well,
Nor shall they starve for want;
When they their needs unto him tell,
He'll answer their complaint.
He bids his saints draw nigh,
Nor fear to call him theirs;
And, though he reigns enthroned on high, He calls them sons and heirs.
4 His sympathizing heart
Feels for them in distress:
And love divine he will impart,
With strength and righteousness.
[Though they in darkness walk,
He is their Father still;
And when insulting Ishmaels mock,
He will his grace reveal.]
6 [His children he supplies
With food and raiment too;
He with his wisdom makes them wise,
And will their strength renew.]
Should men and devils try
To make the saints a prey;
The Lord, their Father, still is nigh,
To guard them in his way.
Through all the scenes of time,
He'll make his goodness known;
His sons, in every age and clime,
His sovereign grace shall own.
GOD is a Father, just and wise,
And reigns enthroned above the skies;
Yet all his saints on earth shall know,
He condescends to dwell below.
2 He'll make his sons and daughters wise,
And teach them all his ways to prize
He'll lead them forth with love and power,
And save them in a trying hour.
3 To them he will his secrets tell,
And save them from the power of hell;
And when they leave this world of woe,
He'll take them all to glory too.
"And ye are Christ's."-1 Cor. iii. 23.
SINNERS, who on Jesus rest,
Must eternally be blest;
All Jehovah's love can give,
They from Jesus shall receive.
2 Loved of God, to Jesus given,
In the purposes of heaven,
They are bought with blood divine,
And they must in glory shine.
3 They are Jesus' flesh and bone,
Nor from him shall e'er be torn:
Can a part be sent to hell,
And the whole in Zion dwell?
4 No! we bless the Lord on high, Not a single joint can die;
Immortal majesty is his,
Nor can his glory end.
2 He guards his children well,
Nor shall they starve for want;
When they their needs unto him tell,
He'll answer their complaint.
He bids his saints draw nigh,
Nor fear to call him theirs;
And, though he reigns enthroned on high,
He calls them sons and heirs.
4 His sympathizing heart
Feels for them in distress:
And love divine he will impart,
With strength and righteousness.
[Though they in darkness walk,
He is their Father still;
And when insulting Ishmaels mock,
He will his grace reveal.]
[His children he supplies
With food and raiment too;
He with his wisdom makes them wise,
And will their strength renew.]
Should men and devils try
To make the saints a prey;
The Lord, their Father, still is nigh,
To guard them in his way.
Through all the scenes of time,
He'll make his goodness known;
His sons, in every age and clime,
His sovereign grace shall own.
He freely and faithfully gives
More blessings than we can conceive: Yea, down to old age he will keep, Nor will he forsake us at last;
He knows, and is known by, his sheep; They're his, and he will hold them fast. 628.
The Fulfilment of God's Promise sure.—Hab. ii. 3.
My soul shall with wonder proclaim
The love of my Father and God,
Whose promises ever remain,
And each in its course is made good:
They're great, and exceeding great too;
More precious than rubies by far;
Like streams from the fountain they flow,
And Zion preserve from despair.
2 Like Abra'm and Sarah have I
Endeavour'd, with reason and wit,
Some blessing to get and enjoy,
Much sooner than God promised it;
Like them, too, I've proved in the end,
My labour brought bondage and pain;
And yet (O how faithful's my Friend),
In due time the true blessing came.
Christ, the Beggar's Friend.-Ps. cxxxii. 15.
THE Lord will feed the poor,
Nor shall their fare be mean;
Rich blessings are in store,
In grace's magazine:
From which rich treasure Christ will feed The hungry soul that feels his need.
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