Thus spirit, body, soul,
Tho' poor and needy,
Can to rejoice in him
Be ever ready.

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How needful, strictly to enquire
And ask our hearts each day,
"Doth Jesus' love me still inspire,
"My thoughts and actions sway?
"Am I a branch in Christ the vine?
"Am I his own, and is he mine?
"Do I by faith unto him cleave,
"And to his honor live?

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THEY, who know our Lord indeed,
Find in him a friend in need,
And behold in Jesus' face,
Nought but mercy, truth and grace.

2. They can cast by faith their care
On that Lord, who heareth pray'r,
And when they to him draw nigh,
He doth all their wants supply.
3. They who him, their Saviour know,
Lowly at his foot-stool bow;
They, to whom his name is dear,

2. The Spirit's witness, full and clear, Greatly to offend him fear.

Will state the real case,
And either draw a contrite tear,

Or thanks unfeigned raise;
Hence will the consequence ensue,
That the full purpose we renew,
To run in faith th' appointed race,
Till we shall see his face.

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4. But this very fear is sweet,
While abased at his feet,
He with gentle voice doth chide
Their unfaithfulness and pride.

5. O how wond'rous is his love,
To all, who his goodness prove,
Deep abasement, heav'nly joy,

FAITHFUL souls, with real bless-Their alternate thoughts employ.

ing,

Celebrate their natal day, Asking: "are we onward pressing? "What may Jesus have to say? "Are the ways of sin unpleasant?

"Do we hold our Saviour fast?

"Are we more like him at present,
"Than we were in seasons past?
2. Great defects are still revealed;
Short we fall of his blest aim;
Then the conscious soul is filled
With a deep, but wholesome shame;
Earnest to improve the morrow,

We our yesterday review,
While the tear of godly sorrow
Saddens, but enlivens too.
3. Jesus, for thy faithful leading
In times past, we humbly raise
Our thanksgiving, thus proceeding
Onward in the path of grace;
While another year we enter,

We renew our vows of love,
All for thee resolv'd to venture,

Our benign conductor prove!

6. Wonders without end we see,
Countless mercies, great and free;
Lord, accept our thanks and praise
For thy goodness, truth and grace.

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WHO saith he's poor, nor feels within
With deepest shame his need,
Convicted on account of sin,
He is not poor indeed.

2. But he, who knows himself aright,
Is ready to confess,
Instructed by the Spirit's light,
His utter helplessness.

3. How greatly he forgiveness wants
In Jesus' blood, he knows,
With inward spirit's ardor pants,

In him to find repose.

4. Who is so full of tenderness,

And patience, as thon, Lord? But I must own with shame, alas! I oft transgress thy word.

IX. Of SANCTIFICATION.

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1090.* T. 68.

WHILE we take our seat

WHO thro' Jesus' wounds obtains At the Master's feet,

Pardon and salvation,

Both for soul and body gains

True sanctification.

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Urg'd by love, we in our measure,
His commandments keep with plea-

sure,

Doth he strength bestow,

We can all things do.

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WHENE'ER by sinful lust assail'd, O HAPPY lot!

I thank my God, I need not yield;
But say to av'rice, lust and pride :
"My Lord destroy'd you, when he
died!"

2. No parley with the foe I make,
But unto Christ my refuge take,
And when I to my Lord complain,
From sin I quickly freedom gain.

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I WANT a principle within,
Of jealous, godly fear,
A sense of each approach of sin,
A dread, lest it come near.

2. Quick as the apple of the eye,
O God. my conscience make,
Arouse my soul, when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.

To live in blessed union
With Christ, and with his church in
close communion,

To look to him,
Prompted by love and need,
To feed by faith, upon his death and
merit,

And purified in heart, become with
him one spirit,

To love him, tho' we see him not,
O happy lot!

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NOW may the very God of peace.
Us wholly sanctify,

And grant us such a rich increase
Of unction from on high,
That spirit, soul and body may,
Preserved free from stain,
Be blameless until thy great day,
Lord Jesus Christ; Amen!

X. Of PATIENCE in TRIBULATION.

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GOD moves in a mysterious way,

His wonders to perform,
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

2. Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.

3. Ye fearfulsaints, fresh courage take
The clouds you so much dread,

Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace,
Behind a frowning providence,
He hides a smiling face.

5. His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour,
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow'r.