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3 In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise ;
And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord! and shall we ever lie
At this poor dying rate ?
And thine to us so great?
With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
354. C. M.
Prospect of Heaven makes death easy. 1 THERE is a land of pure delight
Where saints immortal reign ;
And pleasures banish pain.
And never-withering flowers ;
This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dress'd in living green;
While Jordan roll'd between.
4 But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
Through fear to launch away.
5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove
Those gloomy doubts that riseAnd see the Canaan which we love,
With unbeclouded eyes : 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er; Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.
The Everlasting Covenant. 2 Sam. xxü. 5. 1 MY God, the covenant of thy love
Abides for ever sure;
Our happiness secure. 2 What though our house be not with Thee,
As nature could desire;
Our nobler views aspire.
Our Father art become;
And heaven our final home;
For all that will is love;
We wait the light above.
Shall heavenly rays impart;
Shall cheer the trembling hearta
356. S. M.
Lord's Day. 1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes. 2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day; Here we may sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day amidst the place
Where Jesus is within,
Of pleasurable sin.
In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.
C. M. Breathing after the Liberty of the Truth. 1 MAKER of earth, shall man despise
The riches of thy grace;
His glory to deface?
Its light and heat display ;
And bring the promis’d day?
Be bound with chains of light;
To speak the Saviour's might?
When shall thy sons in union join,
And gospel armour wear;
And to the cross repair ?
When Adam's exil'd race
The sceptre of thy grace.
And saints that reign on high,
In strains that never die.
358. L. M. Six Line.
Confidence in God's Mercy. 1 O LOVE, thou boundless sea of bliss !
My sins are swallow'd up in thee; Cover'd is my unrighteousness,
From condemnation I am free; Whilst Jesus' blood, through earth and skies,
Mercy! free, boundless mercy! cries. 2 With faith I plunge me in that sea;
Here is my hope, my joy, my rest! Hither, when hell assaults 1 flee:
I look into my Saviour's breast. Away! sad doubt, and anxious fear,
Mercy is all that's written there. 3 Though waves and storms go o'er my head,
Tho' strength, and health, and friends be gone; Though joys be wither'd all, and dead,
Though every comfort be withdrawn:
4 Fix'd on this ground would I remain,
Though my heart fail, and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain,
When earth's foundations melt away: Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Lov'd with an everlasting Love.
359. L. M.
But the bright world, to which I go,
When shall I wake and find me there?
The sacred pleasures of the soul.
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound;
Christ's Commission. 1 RAISE your triumphant songs
To an immortal tune;
Celestial grace hath done. 2 Sing how eternal Love
Its chief Beloved chose,