2. Yes, let it go! One look from Thee For all the losses I sustain Of credit, riches, friends. 3. Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives, 430. Compared with Thee, supremely good! C. M. BEDDOME. 1. SWEET was the time when first I felt 2. Soon as the morn the light revealed, 3. In prayer, my soul drew near the Lord, 4. Now when the evening shade prevails, And, when the morn the light reveals, 5. Rise, Saviour! help me to prevail, NEWTON. 1. THE winds were howling o'er the deep, The Saviour wakened from His sleep: 2. The madman in a tomb had made Woe to the traveler who strayed, 3. He met that glance so thrilling sweet, 4. Oh, madder than the raving man! How long the time since Christ began 5. Yet could I hear Him once again, Methinks He should not call in vain HEBER. 1. DEAR Saviour, when my thoughts recall 2. Shall love like Thine be thus repaid? By earth's low cares so oft betrayed, 3. But He for His own mercy's sake, He bids the mourning heart partake 4. Oh, while I breathe to Thee, my Lord, Confirm the kind, forgiving word, 433. 5. Then shall the mourner at Thy feet And grateful, own how kind, how sweet MRS. STEELE. C. M. 1. WHY is my heart so far from Thee, Why are my thoughts no more by day 2. When my forgetful soul renews My heart presumes, I can not lose 3. But ere one fleeting hour is past, 4. Wretch that I am to wander thus 434. Let me be fastened to Thy cross, 5. Make haste, my days, to reach the goal, C. M. 1. AMIDST thy wrath, remember love, 2. My sins a heavy load appear, WATTS. 435. 3. All my desire to Thee is known, 4. But I'll confess my guilt to Thee, I'll mourn how weak my graces be, 5. My God! forgive my follies past, O Lord of my salvation! haste, C. M. 1. MERCY alone can meet my case, Jesus, Redeemer, show thy face 2. Save me, for none beside can save, With failing steps, life's stormy wave; 3. I perish, and my doom were just; I hold Thee fast, my hope, my trust; 4. To Thee, Thee only will I cleave; That word is truth, and I believe- WATTS. MONTGOMERY. 1. AND will the Lord thus condescend Thus at the door shall mercy stand, 437. 2. Shall Jesus for admittance plead, 3. 'Tis sin, alas! with tyrant power, And crowds of traitors bar the door, 4. Lord! rise in Thine all-conquering grace, 5. Ye vile seducers! hence, depart; Oh! guard the passage to my heart, C. M. MRS. STEELE. 1. OUR Christ hath reached His heavenly seat, Through sorrows and through scars; The golden lamps are at His feet, And in His hand the stars. 2. O Lord of life, and truth, and grace, 3. We hail the Church, built high o'er all 4. O, may He walk among us here, FROTHINGHAM. |