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% How sweet that voice, how sweet that hand,

Which leads to pastures fair,
Shows Canaan's milk and honey land,

Provided by thy care!
4 As one in heart we all rejoice,

The sinner's Friend to praise :
The Shepherd dy'd ; Oh ! 'tis his voice,

He'll us to glory raise. 521.

The same. (P. M.) 1 LEADER of faithful souls, and Guide Come thou, and with us now abide,

Who would alone on thee rely ;
On thee alone our spirits stay,

While held in life's 'uneven way.
2 Strangers and pilgrims here below,

This earth we know is not our place;
And hasten through the vale of woe,

And restless to behold thy face;
Swift to our heavenly country move,

Our everlasting home above.
3 Patient th' appointed race to run,
This weary

world we cast behind ;
From strength to strength we travel on,

The new Jerusalem to find :
Our labour this, our only aim,

To find the new Jerusalem.
4 Rais'd by the breath of love divine,

We urge our way with strength renew'd,
The church of the first-born to join,

We travel to the mount of God;
With joy upon our heads arise,
And meet our Captain in the skies.



522. A Blessed Gospel. (C.M.) 1 B The gospel's joyful sound;

LEST are the souls that hear and know Peace shall attend the path they go,

And light their steps surround.
2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up,

Thro their Redeemer's name ;
His righteousness exalts their hope,

Nor Satan dares condemn.
3 The Lord, our glory and defence,

Strength and salvation gives;
Isr'el, thy King for ever reigns,

Thy God for ever lives. 523. The Invitation of the Gospel. Isaiah lv. 1.

(C. M.)
1 ET ev'ry mortal ear attend,

And ev'ry heart rejoice;
The trumpet of the gospel sounds,

With an inviting voice.
2 Ho! all ye hungry starving souls,

That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys,

To fill an empty mind.
3 Eternal Wisdom has prepar'd

A soul reviving feast,
And bids your longing appetite
The rich provision taste.

4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams,

And pine away and die;
Here you may quench your raging thirst,

With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here,

In a rich ocean join ;
Salvation in abundance flows,

Like floods of milk and wine. 6 Ye perishing and naked poor,

Who work with mighty pain,
To weave a garment of your own,

That will not hide your sin.
7 Come naked, and adorn your souls

In robes prepar'd by God,
Wrought by the labours of his Son,

And dy'd in his own blood.
8 Dear God! the treasures of thy love,

Are everlasting mines,
Deep as our helpless mis'ries are,

And boundless as our sins !
9 The happy gates of gospel grace,

Stand open night and day;
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,

And drive our wants away. 524. The Promises of the Covenant of Grace.

N vain we lavish out our lives,

To gather empty wind;
The choicest blessings earth can yield,

Will starve a hungry mind.

2 Come, and the Lord sball feed our souls

With more substantial meat ; With such as saints in glory love,

With such as angels eat. 3 Our God will ev'ry want supply, And fill our hearts with

peace; He gives by cov'nant, and by oath,

The riches of his grace. 4 Come, and he'll cleanse our spotted souls,

And wash away our stains,
In the dear fountain that his Son

Pour'd from his dying veins. 5 Our guilt shall vanish all away,

Though black as hell before ; Our sins shall sink beneath the sea,

And shall be found no more.
6 And lest pollution should o'erspread

Our inward pow'rs again,
His Spirit shall bedew our souls,

Like purifying rain.
7 Our heart, that Ainty stubborn thing,

That terrors cannot move, That fears no threat'nings of his wrath,

Shall be dissolved by love. 8 Or he can take the flint away,

That would not be refin'd,
And from the treasures of his grace,

Bestow a softer mind.
9 There shall bis Sacred Spirit dwell,

And deep engrave his law, And ev'ry motion of our souls, To swift obedience draw.

10 Thus will he pour salvation down,

And we shall render praise;
We the dear people of his love,

And he our God of grace.

525. The Beatitudes. Matt. v. 3—12. (L. M.)

LESS'D are the humble souls that see

Their emptiness and poverty ;
Treasures of grace to them are giv'n,
And crowns of joy laid


in heav'n. 2 Bless'd are the men of broken heart,

Who mourn for sin with inward smart;
The blood of Christ divinely flows,

A healing balm for all their woes.
3 Bless'd are the meek who stand afar,

From rage and passion, noise and war:
God will secure their happy state,

And plead their cause against the great.
4 Bless'd are the souls that thirst for grace,

Hunger and long for righteousness;
They shall be well supply'd and fed
With living streams and living bread.
Bless'd are the men whose bowels move,
And melt with sympathy and love ;
From Christ the Lord, sball they obtain

Like sympathy and love again. 6 Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean,

From the defiling pow'r of sin:
With endless pleasure they shall see
A God of spotless purity.

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