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Oh, shine again! revive my drooping heart;
Subdue my foes, and bid my fears depart!
3 Entangled with the world's delusive charms,
Mine enemies against my soul prevail;
Prevail to thrust me, wretched from thine arms,
While guilt and unbelief my hope assail :
O God, my God, display thy guardian care,
Nor let me fall a victim to despair!

4 Does not thy promise bid me rest secure?
And can I trust thy faithfulness in vain ?
Shall not thy truth from age to age endure?
And wilt thou not thy people's cause maintain?
Then shine again, my fainting soul restore,
And hold me with thy hand to fall no more!

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HYMN 163. Eights and Sixes.

Healing from a view of the Cross.
ITH fiery serpents greatly pain'd,
When Israel's mourning tribes com-
plain'd,

And sigh'd to be reliev'd;

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the prophet made,

look'd and liv'd.

2 ButPass to view display'd:

what healing to the heart,

Doth Jesu's greater cross impart,
To those that seek a cure?
Israel of old, and we no less,
The same indulgent grace confess,
While life and breath endure.

3 To reason's view, this strange effect,
Self-righteous souls will still reject,
And perish in their pride;

But those who're stung with sin and law,
Do all their rich salsation draw

From Jesu's bleeding side.

4 May we then view the matchless cross,
All other objects count but loss;
No other gain desire!

Here still be fix'd our feasted eyes,
Weeping with tears of glad surprize;
And thankfully admire.

5 Hail, great Emmanuel, balmy name!
Thy praise the ransom'd will proclaim;
Thee, we Physician call:

We own no other cure but thine,
Thou, the deliverer divine,

Our health, our life, our all.

HYMN 164. C. M.

Christian Resignation; or, God our Portion.
Y times of sorrow and of joy,

M'Great God, are in thy hand;

My choicest comforts come from thee,
And go at thy command.

2 If thou should'st take them all away,
Yet would I not repine;
Before they were possess'd by me,
They were entirely thine.

3 Nor would I drop a murm'ring word,
Tho' the whole world were gone,
But seek enduring happiness

In thee, and thee alone.

4 What is the world, with all its store?
'Tis a deceitful cheat;

When I attempt to pluck the rose,
A piercing thorn Ì meet.

5 Here perfect bliss can ne'er be found,
The honey's mix'd with gall;

'Midst changing scenes, and dying friends, Be thou my all in all.

HYMN 165. C. M.

Submission and Hope in Divine Goodness.
LORD, best desires fulfil,
Lod D. mye to resign

Life, health, and comfort to thy will,
And make thy pleasure mine.

2 Why should I shrink at thy command,
Whose love forbids my fears?
Or tremble at the gracious hand
That wipes away my tears?
3 No, let me rather freely yield
What most I prize to thee;
Who never hast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me.

4 Thy favor, all my journey thro',
Thou art engag'd to grant;
What else I want, or think I do,
'Tis better still to want.

5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way,
Shall I resist them both?
A poor blind creature of a day,
And crush'd before the moth!

6 But al my inward spirit cries,
Still bind me to thy sway;
Else the next cloud that veils my skies,
Will drive these thoughts away.

HYMN 166. C. M.

Christian Self-denial. Mark viii. 34. Luke ix. 23.

ND must I part with all I have,
My dearest Lord, for thee?

It is but right, since thou hast done
Much more than this for me.

2 Yes, let it go-one look from thee
Will more than make amends,
For all the losses I sustain

Of credit, riches, friends.

3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives,
How worthless they appear,
Compar'd with thee, supremely good,
Divinely bright and fair!

4 Saviour of souls, could I from thee
A single smile obtain,
Tho' destitute of all things else,
I'd glory in my gain.

HYMN 167. C. M.

Sincerity and Truth.

Phil. iv. 8.

ET those who bear the Christian name,

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The saints, the follow'rs of the Lamb,

Are men of honor still.

2 True to the solemn oaths they take,
Tho' to their hurt they swear:
Constant and just to all they speak,
For God and angels hear.

3 Still with their lips their hearts agree,
Nor flatt'ring words devise:
They know the God of truth can see
Thro' ev'ry false disguise.

4 From all deceit they swiftly fly,
Whatever shape it wears,

They love the truth- and when they die, Eternal life is theirs.

5 Lo! from afar the Lord descends, And brings the judgment down;

He bids the saints, his faithful friends,
Rise and possess their crown.
6 While Satan trembles at the sight,
And devils wish to die,

Where will the faithless hypocrite
And guilty liar fly?

HYMN 168. L. M.

Tekel; or, the Sinner weighed in the Balance, and found wanting. Dan. v. 27.

RAISE, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye;

Behold God's balance lifted high;

There shall his justice be display'd, And there thy hope and life be weigh'd. 9 See in one scale his perfect law; Mark with what force the precepts draw: Wouldst thou the awful test sustain ? Thy works how light! thy thoughts how vain! 3 Behold the hand of God appears, To trace in dreadful characters; "Sinner, thy soul is wanting found, "And wrath shall smite thee to the ground." 4 Let sudden fear thy nerves unbrace, And horror change thy guilty face; Thro' all thy thoughts let anguish roll, Till deep repentance melt thy soul. 5 One only hope may yet prevail; Christ hath a weight to turn the scale; Still doth the gospel publish peace, And show a Saviour's righteousness. 6 Great God, exert thy pow'r to save; Deep on the heart these truths engrave; The pond'rous load of guilt remove, That trembling lips may sing thy love.

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