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4. Better than life itself Thy love,

Dearer than all beside to me;
For whom have I in heaven above,

Or what on earth compared with Thee ?

MONTGOMERY.

756.

L. M.

1. The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice,

The mighty floods lift up their roar;
The floods in tumult loud rejoice,

And climb in foam the sounding shore. 2. But mightier than the mighty sea,

The Lord of glory reigns on high;
Far o'er its waves we look to Thee,

And see their fury break and die. 3. Thy word is true, Thy promise sure,

That ancient promise sealed in love;
Here be Thy temple ever pure,

As Thy pure mansions shine above.

G. BURGESS.

757.

L. M.

1. O LORD, Thy counsels and Thy care

My safety and my comfort are;
And Thou shalt guide me all my days,

Till glory crown the work of grace. 2. In whom but Thee, in heaven above,

Can I repose my trust, my love?
And shall an earthly object be

Loved in comparison with Thee ? . 3. My flesh is hastening to decay;

Soon shall the world have passed away;
And what can mortal friends avail,

When heart, and strength, and life shall fail ? 4. But O! my Saviour, be Thou nigh,

And I will triumph when I die;
My strength, my portion, is divine;
And Jesus is forever mine!

758.

L. M.
1. My spirit sinks within me, Lord-

But I will call Thy name to mind;
And times of past distress record,
When I have found

my

God was kind.
2. Huge troubles, with tumultuous noise,

Swell like a sea, and round me spread;
The water-spouts drown all my joys,
And rising waves roll o'er

my

head.
3. Yet will the Lord command His love,

When I address His throne by day;
Nor in the night His grace remove;

The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4. I'll cast myself before His feet,

And say, “My God, my heavenly Rock, Why doth Thy love so long forget

The soul that groans beneath Thy stroke?'' 5. Thy light and truth shall guide me still;

Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill,

My God, my most exceeding joy!

WATTS.

759.

L. M.
1. Holy Saviour, Friend unseen,

Since on Thine arm Thou bid'st me lean,
Help me throughout life's varying scene,

By faith to cling alone to Thee. 2. Blest with this fellowship divine,

Take what Thou wilt, I'll ne'er repine;
E'en as the branches to the vine,

My fainting soul would cling to Thee!. 3. Far from her home, fatigued, opprest,

Here she has found her place of rest;
An exile still, yet not unblest,

While she cản closely cling to Thee!

4. Oft, when I seem to tread alone

Some barren waste with thorns o'ergrown,
Thy voice of love, in tenderest tone,

Still whispers softly, “ Cling to me!" 5. Though faith and hope may oft be tried,

I ask not, need not, aught beside;
How safe, how calm, how satisfied,

The soul that only clings to Thee!

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1. They will I love, O Lord, my strength,

My rock, my tower, my high defense;
Thy mighty arm shall be my trust,

For I have found salvation thence. 2. Death, and the terrors of the grave,

Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptations rose,

And made my sinking soul afraid. 3. I saw the opening gates of hell,

With endless pains and sorrows there,
Which none but they that feel can tell-

While I was hurried to despair.
4. In
my

distress I called my God, When I could scarce believe Him mine, He bowed His ear to my complaint;

Then did His grace appear divine. 5. With speed He slew to my relief,

As on a cherub's wing He rode;
Awful and bright as lightning shone

The face of my Deliverer, God! 6. Temptations fled at His rebuke

The blast of His almighty breath;
He sent salvation from on high,

And drew me from the deeps of death.

7. My song forever shall record

That terrible, that joyful hour!
And give the glory to the Lord

Due to His mercy and His power.

WATTS.

761.

1. The tempter to my soul haih said,

“There is no help in God for thec;" Lord! lift Thou up Thy servant's head;

My glory, shield, and solace be. 2. Thus to the Lord I raised my cry,

He heard me from His holy hill;
At His command the waves rolled by ;

He beckoned—and the winds were still. 3. I laid me down and slept--) woke

Thou, Lord! my spirit didst sustain;
Bright from the cast the morning broke-

Thy comforts rose on me again.
4. I will not fuar, though armed throngs

Compass my steps in all their wrath;
Salvation to the Lord belongs;
His presenco guards his people's path.

MONTGOMERY.

762.

L. M.
1. When gathering clouds around I view,

And days are dark, and friends are few;
On Him I lean, who not in vain
Experienced every human pain.
He sees my wants, allays my fears,

And counts and treasures up my tears. 2. If aught should tempt my soul to stray

From heavenly wisdom's narrow way,
To fly the good I would pursuc,
Or do the ill I would not do;
Still He who felt temptation's power
Will guard me in that dangerous hour.

ROBERT GRANT.

3. When, mourning, o'er some stone I bend,

Which covers all that was a friend;
And from his hand, his voice, his smile,
Divides me for a little while-
My Saviour marks the tears I shed,

For “ Jesus wept” o'er Lazarus dead. 4. And, O! when I have safely pass'd

Through every conflict but the last,
Still, Lord, unchanging, watch beside
My dying bed, for Thou hast died;
Then point to realms of cloudless day,

And wipe the latest tear away. 763.

L. M.
1. To weary hearts, to mourning homes,

God's meekest angel gently comes;
No power hath he to banish pain,
Or give us back our lost again,
And yet, in tenderest love, our dear

And Heavenly Father sends him here.
2. Angel of patience ! sent to calm

Our feverish brows with cooling balm,
To lay with hope the storms of fear,
And reconcile life's smile and tear,
The throbs of wounded pride to still,

And make our own our Father's will!
3. O thou, who mournest on thy way,

With longings for the close of day,
He walks with Thee, that angel kind,
And gently whispers, “ Be resign'd!
Bear up, bear on, the end shall tell,
The dear Lord ordereth all things well.”

GERMAN TR. WHITTIER.

764.

L.M.
1. O LEt my trembling soul be still,

While darkness vails this mortal eye,
And wait Thy wise, Thy holy will,

Wrapped yet in fears and mystery;
I can not, Lord, Thy purpose see;
Vet all is well, since ruled by Thee.

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