6 But Jesus pitied my distress,
He heard my feeble cry,
Reveal'd his blood and righteousness,
And brought salvation nigh.
7 Beneath the banner of his love
I now secure remain;
The tempter frets, but dares not move,
To break my peace again.
8 Lord, since thou thus hast broke my bands,
And set the captive free,
I would devote my tongue, my hands,
My heart, my all, to thee!
Exhortation to Prayer.
1 WHAT various hindrances we meet
In coming to a mercy-seat!
Yet who, that knows the worth of pray'r,
But wishes to be often there.
2 Pray'r makes the dark'ned cloud withdraw;
Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw;
Gives exercise to faith and love;
Brings ev'ry blessing from above.
3 Restraining pray'r, we cease to fight.
Pray'r makes the Christian's armour bright;
And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.
4 While Moses stood, with arms spread wide, Success was found on Israel's side;
But when thro' weariness they fail'd,
That moment Amalek prevail'd.
5 Have you no words? Ah, think again!
Words flow apace when you complain,
And fill your fellow-creature's ear
With the sad tale of all your care.
6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent
To heav'n in supplication sent,
Your cheerful song would oft'ner be,
Hear what the Lord has done for me!
I will trust and not be afraid. [Tune, Safeguard. 1 BEGONE, unbelief,
My Saviour is near,
And for my relief
Will surely appear.
By pray'r let me wrestle,
And he will perform;
With Christ in the vessel
I smile at the storm.
2 Tho' dark be my way,
Since he is my guide, ́
'Tis mine to obey,
"Tis his to provide.
Tho' cisterns be broken,
And creatures all fail,
The word he has spoken
Shall surely prevail.
3 His word in time past
Forbids me to think
He'll leave me at last
In trouble to sink;
Each sweet Ebenezer
I have in review
Confirms his good pleasure
To help me quite through.
4 Determin'd to save,
He watch'd o'er my path,
When, Satan's blind slave,
I sported with death;
And can he have taught me
To trust in his name,
And thus far have brought me,
To put me to shame?
5 Why should I complain
Of want or distress,
Temptation or pain?
He told me no less:
The heirs of salvation,
I know from his word,
Thro' much tribulation
Must follow their Lord.
6 How bitter that cup
No heart can conceive,
Which he drank quite up,
That sinners might live!
His way was much rougher
And darker than mine:
Did Jesus thus suffer,
And shall I repine?
7 Since all that I meet
Shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet,
The med'cine is food;
Though painful at present,
T'will cease before long,
And then, oh how pleasant
The conqueror's song!
Unchangeable Love.
1 Ir Jesus is our's
We have a true friend,
Whose goodness endures
The same to the end:
Our comforts may vary,
Our frames may decline;
We cannot miscarry,
Our aid is divine.
2 Tho' God may delay
To shew us his light,
And heaviness may
Endure for a night;
Yet joy in the morning
Shall surely abound;
No shadow of turning
In Jesus is found.
3 The hills may depart,
And mountains remove,
But faithful thou art,
O fountain of love!
The Father hath graven
Our names on thy hands;
Our building in heaven
Eternally stands.
4 A moment he hid
The light of his face,
Yet firmly decreed
To save us by grace;
And, tho' he reprov'd us,
And still may reprove,
For ever he lov'd us,
And ever will love.
5 Then tune ev'ry string
To Jesus's name;
With angels we'll sing
The song of the Lamb!
Thee ev'ry believer
Shall joyfully praise,
Thou bountiful giver
Of glory and grace!
are the souls that hear and know The gospel's joyful sound!
Peace shall attend the path they go,
And light their steps surround,
2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up,
Through their Redeemer's name;
His righteousness exalts their hope,
Nor Satan dares condemn.
The Lord, our safety and defence,
Strength and salvation gives;
Israel, thy king for ever reigns,
Thy God for ever lives.
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