3 I cannot walk without his might; But through the merits of his blood. 749. 148th. "When I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer.”—Lam. iii. 8. I HEAR a righteous man, 4 Keep waiting evermore; And though exceeding faint Still cry and shout till night is past, If Christ do not appear, 5 He marketh every tear, In all their sorrows bears a part, Beholds their grief, and feels their smart. He lends an unseen hand, And gives a secret prop, Which makes them waiting stand, So let me wait upon this Friend, 750. C. M. "His great love wherewith he loved us."-Eph. ii. 4. COME, ye that know and fear the Lord, Let every heart and voice accord, 2 This precious truth his word declares, 3 Behold his patience lengthen'd out, 4 The work begun is carried on 5 0 may we all, while here below, Till warmer hearts in brighter worlds, 751. L.M. "Because I live, ye shall live also."-John xiv. 19. 2 He lives, to still his people's fears! L. M. "The wisdom of God in a mystery."-1 Cor. ii. 7. NATURE with open volume stands, To spread her Maker's praise abroad; And every labour of his hands, Shows something worthy of a God. 2 But in the grace that rescued man, His brightest form of glory shines; Here on the cross 'tis fairest drawn, In precious blood, and crimson lines. 8 O the sweet wonders of that cross, Where God the Saviour loved and died! Her noblest life my spirit draws From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 4 I would for ever speak his name, 753. 8. 7. 4. "Let us come boldly to the throne of grace."-Heb. iv. 16. LORD, we plead with thee for pardon; That thy people live to thee. Truly happy then we are. 754. 78. "Keep thy foot when thou nest to the house of God."-Eccl. v. 1. HOLY Comforter, descend, Testify of Christ, the Lamb; From the foe our hearts defend, Turn us, Lord, from self away, 755. L.M. "There is forgiveness with thee."-Psalm cxxx. 4. FORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound To malefactors doom'd to die; Lord, may this bliss in me be found, May I redeeming grace enjoy. 2 "Tis the rich gift of love divine, 'Tis full, out-measuring every crime; Unclouded shall its glories shine, And feel no change by changing time.' 3 O'er sins unnumber'd as the sand, And like the mountains for their size, The seas of sovereign grace expand, The seas of sovereign grace arise. 4 For this stupendous love of heaven, What grateful nonours shall we show? Where much transgression is forgiven, May love in equal ardour glow. 756. C. M. "Unto you which believe he is precious."-1 Peter ii. 7. EXCEEDING precious is my Lord; His love divinely free! And his dear name does health afford, To sickly souls like me. |