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3 Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store; The Lord is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more. 4 I shall behold the face
Of my forgiving God;
Washed in my Saviour's blood. 5 There's a new heaven begun,
When I awake from death, Dressed in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath, 17 The Saint's Hope.
L. M. 1 LORD, I am thine: but thou wilt prove
My faith, my patience, and my love; When men of spite against me join,
They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below;
'Tis all the happiness they know;
And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value, I resign;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine:
And stand complete in righteousness. 4 This life's a dream, an empty show;
But the bright world to which I go
When shall I wake and find me there? 5 Oh glorious hour! oh bless'd abode!
I shall be near, and like my God!
The sacred pleasures of the soul.
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound!
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Ver. 1-6, 15—18. Praise for Deliverance. 1 THEE will I love, O Lord, mystrength,
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 temptation 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 flew 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 Great were my fears, my foes were great;
Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still,
In all the wars that devils wage. 8 My song for ever shall record That terrible,
that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord, Due to his mercy and his power. Second PART.
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Ver. 20-26. Sincerity proved and rewarded. 1 ORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere,
Before mine eyes I set thy laws,
And thou hast owned my righteous cause. 2 Since I have learned thy holy ways,
I've walked upright before thy face;
3 What sore temptations broke my rest! What wars and struggles in my
breast! But, through thy grace that reigns within,
I guard against my darling sin;4 The sin that close besets me still,
That works and strives against my will;
Destroy it, that it rise no more? 5 With an impartial hand the Lord
Deals out to mortals their reward;
A God as faithful and as kind.
Thou art more pure, more just than they;
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Ver. 30, 31, 34, 35, 46, &c. Salvation and Triumph. 1 JUST are thy ways, and true thy word,
Great Rock of my secure abode: Who is a God beside the Lord ?
Or where's a refuge like our God? 2 'Tis he that girds me with his might,
Gives me his holy sword to wield; And, while with sin and hell I fight,
Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives, (and blessed be my Rock,)
The God of my salvation lives; The dark designs of hell are broke;
Sweet is the peace my Father gives. 4 Before the scoffers of the age
I will exalt my Father's name; Nor tremble at their mighty rage,
But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 5 To David and his royal seed
Thy grace for ever shall extend;
Knows not a limit, nor an end.
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Victory and Triumph over temporal Enemies. 1 WE
CE love thee, Lord, and we adore;
Now is thine arm revealed;
Our bulwark and our shield. 2 We fly to our eternal Rock,
And find a sure defence;
And draw salvation thence.
What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms,
The lightning of his spear?
And angels, in array,
And swift as flames obey.
Whole armies are dismayed;
Strikes all their courage dead.
With all their dreadful skill; Gives them his awful sword to wield,
And makes them hearts of steel. 7 He arms our captains to the
fight, Though there his name's forgot; He girded Cyrus with his might,
But Cyrus knew him not.
For his own church's sake;
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The Conqueror's Song.
The triumphs of the day;
2 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail,
And break united powers;
The proudest of their towers. 3 How have we chased them through the field,
And trod them to the ground; While thy salvation was our shield,
But they no shelter found. 4 In vain to idol saints they cry,
And perish in their blood; Where is a rock so great, so high,
So powerful as our God ? 5 The Rock of Israel ever lives,
His name be ever bless'd; 'Tis his own arm the victory gives,
And gives his people rest. 6 On kings that reign as David did,
He pours his blessings down; Secures their honors to their seed,
And well supports their crown.
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The book of Nature and of Revelation. 1 BEHOLD, the lofty sky
Declares its maker God; And all his starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad. 2 The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night,
Divinely teach his name. 3 In every different land,
Their general voice is known; They show the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
He here reveals his word;
To bid us know the Lord.