2 When snares and griefs beset them round, He brings His promises to view,

By which His love and power are bound To help and bring them safely through. 3 In Christ they wisdom have, and strength; The Lord their righteousness provides; By Him they get to heaven at length, And all will go to death besides.

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Christ's Portion.

1 THE saints Immanuel's portion are,
Redeemed by price, reclaimed by power,
His special choice and tender care,
He owns and guards them every hour.
2 He finds them in a barren land,

Beset with sins, and fears, and woes;
He leads and guides them by His hand,
And bears them safe from all their foes.

If Christ is Mine.

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1 IF Christ is mine, then all is mine,
And more than angels know

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C.M.

Both present things and things to come,
And grace and glory too.

2 If He is mine, then though He frown
He never will forsake;

His chastisements all work for good,
And but His love bespeak.

3 If He is mine, let friends forsake,
Let earthly comforts flee ;
He, the Dispenser of all good,
Is more than these to me.

4 If He is mine, I'll fearless pass

Through death's tremendous vale;
He'll be my comfort and my stay
When heart and flesh shall fail.
5 Let Jesus tell me He is mine,
I nothing want beside ;

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My soul shall at the fountain live,
When all the streams are dried.

The Rainbow.

6 line 7's. 1 WHEN the sun, with cheerful beams, Smiles upon a cloudy sky, Soon its aspect softened seems, And a rainbow meets the eye: While the sky remains serene, This bright arch is never seen. 2 Thus the Lord's supporting power Brightest to His saints appears When affliction's threatening hour Fills their sky with clouds and fears: He can wonders then perform,— Paint a rainbow on the storm. 3 All their graces doubly shine,

When their troubles press them sore; And the promises divine

Give them joys unknown before :

As the colours of the bow

To the cloud their brightness owe.

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The Lord's Jewels.

1 WHEN sinners utter boasting words,
And glory in their shame,

C. M.

The Lord, well pleased, an ear affords
To those who fear His Name.
2 They often meet to seek His face;
And what they do or say
Is noted in His book of grace
Against another day.

3 Unnoticed now, because unknown,
A poor and suff'ring few,

He'll come to claim them for His own,
And bring them forth to view.

4 Assembled worlds will then discern
The saints alone are blest;

When wrath shall like an oven burn,
And vengeance strike the rest.

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Balaam's Wish.

1 How blest the righteous are
When they resign their breath!
No wonder Balaam wished to share
In such a happy death!

2 'O let me die,' said he,

'The death the righteous do; When life is ended, let me be

Found with the faithful few!' 3 The force of truth, how great! When enemies confess

S.M.

None but the righteous, whom they hate,
A solid hope possess.

4 But Balaam's wish was vain;
His heart was insincere ;

He thirsted for unrighteous gain,

And sought a portion here.

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Believers Safe.

1 As some tall rock amidst the waves The fury of the tempest braves,

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While the fierce billows, tossing high, Break at its foot, and, murm'ring, die : 2 Thus they who in the Lord confide, Though foes assault on every side, Cannot be moved or overthrown, For Jesus makes their cause His own.

1 MARY to her Saviour's tomb Hasted at the early dawn;

7's double.

Spice she brought, and sweet perfume;
But the Lord she loved was gone.
For a while she weeping stood,
Struck with sorrow and surprise,
Shedding tears, a plenteous flood,
For her heart supplied her eyes.
2 Jesus, who is always near,

Though so often unperceived,
Came, His drooping child to cheer,
Kindly asking why she grieved:
Though at first she knew Him not,
When He called her by her name,
Then her griefs were all forgot,
For she found He was the same.

3 Grief and sighing quickly fled,

When she heard His welcome voice: Just before she thought Him dead, Now He bids her heart rejoice.

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What a change His word can make,
Turning darkness into day!
They who weep for Jesu's sake,
He will wipe their tears away.

God's Covenant of Grace.

1 IN everything our eyes survey,
Upon this earthly ball,
Mortality and change betray
The ruins of the fall.

C.M.

2 But there's a covenant fixed and sure,
Made by the great Three-One ;
And ever firm it shall endure

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When time its race has run.

Wisdom (Prov. iii.).

1 TRUE Wisdom may our souls admire,
And far before fine gold prefer;
For all the things we can desire
Are not to be compared to her.
2 While earthly things fill earthly minds,
Attracted to their native clod,
Happy is he who wisdom finds,
And holds her in the fear of God.

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7.6 double.

214 Ruth the Moabitess.
1 THERE is a priceless treasure
For all of heavenly birth,
Bestowing nobler pleasure
Than fading joys of earth;
"Tis sweet, at times, when gleaning
In God's extended field,