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I am safe, and I am happy,
While in thy dear arms I lie ;
Sin nor Satan cannot hurt me,
While my saviour is so nigh,

2. Glory, glory, glory, glory,
Glory be to God on high,
Glory, glory, glory, glory,
Sing his praises thro' the sky;
Glory, glory, glory, glory,
Glory to the Father give,
'Glory, glory, glory, glory,

Sing his praises all that live!

3. Now I'll sing my Saviour's meritTeil the world of his dear name, That if any want his spirit,

He is still the very same.. He that asketh soon receiveth, He that seeks is sure to find: Whosoe'er on him believeth, He will never cast behind.

4. Now our advocate is pleading With his father and our God: And for us is interceding,

As the purchase of his blood... Now methinks I hear him praying,

"Father! Save them-I have died;"

And the Father answers, saying,

"They are freely justified."

Soon we hope to sing more sweetly, At the marriage of the Lamb, When the bride is dress'd completely, Fit to celebrate the same;

All our shouts shall then be ringing,

Round the throne of God most high,

And in sweet melodious singing,
Loud shall echo through the sky.

6. Glory, honor and thanksgiving,
Be unto the Lord our king;
O let every creature living,
The Redeemer's praises sing.
Allelujah, Allelujah!

Now the Loid Jehovah reigns :
Allelujah, Allelujah!

Sing his praise in highest strains.


The Hiding Place.

IHAIL Sov'reign love tha first began The scheme to rescue fallen man ; Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, That gave my soul a hiding place!

2 Against the God, that built the sky, If ugh with hands uplifted high: Desp s' the mansions of his grace, Too proud to seek a hiding place.

3 Enwrapt in dark Egyptian night,
And fond of darkness more than light
Madly I ran the sinful race,
Secure without a hiding place

4 But lo! th' eternal council rang,
Almighty love! arrest the man;
1 lt the arrows of distress,
And found I had no hiding place.

5 Vindictive justice stood in view;
To Sina's fi'ry mount I flew

But Justice cry'd with frowning face,
This mountain is no hiding place !

6. But lo a heav'nly voice I heard,
And mercy's angel soon appear'd:
He led me on a pleasing pace,
ToJesus Christ my hiding place!

7. Should sev'n fold storms of vengeance roll,
And shake this globe from pole to pole :
No thunder-bolt shall daunt my face,
While Jesus is my hiding place!

8. On him almighty vengeance fell,
Which else had sunk a world to hell;
He bare it for his chosen race,
And thus became their hiding place!

9. Roll on, thou sun, in rapid haste,
And bring me to that constant feast,
Where mirthful songs of sov'reign grace,
Are sung to him the hiding place !


The Christian Soldier.

O GLORIOUS hope of perfect love,
It lifts me up to things above;
It bears on eagles wings;
It gives my ravish'd soul a taste,
And makes me for some moments feast
With Jesus, priests and kings.

2. The things eternal I pursue,
A happiness beyond the view,
Of those that barely pant

For things by nature felt and seen;

Their honor, wealth and pleasures mean, I neither have nor want.

3. Nothing on earth I call my own,
A stranger, to the world unknown;
I all their goods despise,

I trample on their whole delight
And seek a country out of sight;
A country in the skies;

4 There is my house and portion fair,
My treasure and my heart are there;
And my abiding home;
For me my elder brethren stay,
And angels beckon me away,

And Jesus bids me come.

5. I come, thy servant, Lord, replies,
I come to meet thee in the skies,
And claim my heavenly rest;
Now let the pilgrim's journey end,
Now, O my Saviour, brother, friend,
keceive me to thy breast.


Mysteries to be explained hereafter, JOHN xiii. GREAT God! thy providence, thy ways Are hid from mortal sight!

Wrapt in in penetrable shade,

Or clothed with dazzling light.

2. The wondrous methods of thy grace, Evade the human eye;

The nearer we attempt t'approach,
The farther off they fly,

3. But in the world of bliss above,
Where thou dost ever reign,
These myst'ries shall be all unveil'd,
And not a doubt remain.

4. The sun of righteousness shall there
His brightest beams display,
And not a hovering cloud obscure
That never-ending dây.


A warning to sinners to flee from the wrath t●


WHEN pity prompts me to look round,
Upon this fellow clay :,

See men reject the Gospel sound,
Good God! what shall I say?

2. My bowels yearn for dying men,
Doom'd to eternal woe ;

Fain would I speak, but 'tis in vain, *
If God does not speak too.

3. O sinners, sinners, won't you hear,
When in God's name I come!
Upon your peril don't forbear,

Lest hell should be your doom.

4. Now is the time, the accepted hour,
O sinner come away;

The Saviour's knocking at your door,
Arise without delay.

5. O don't refuse to give him room,
Lest mercy should withdraw:
He'll then in robes of vengeance come
To execute his law.

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