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2. Where dost Thou, dear Shepherd,
Resort with Thy sheep,
Say, why in the valley
of death should I weep, Or alone in this wilderness rove.
3. O! why should I wander
An alien from Thee,
Thy foes will rejoice when
My sorrows they see,
4. Ye daughters of Zion,
Declare, have you seen The star that on Israel shone ?
Say, if in your tents
My Beloved has been, And where with His flocks He is gone? 5. Love sits in His eyelids,
And scatters delight Through all the bright mansions on high!
Their faces the cherubim
Vail in His sight,
Of angels rejoice,
He speaks! and eternity,
Filled with His voice,
Will follow Thy call;
Restore and defend me,
For thou art my all, And in Thee I will ever rejoice.
Ils & 10s. 1. The Lord is my Shepherd, He makes me repose
Where the pastures in beauty are growing, He leads me afar from the world and its woes,
Where in peace the still waters are flowing. 2. He strengthens my spirit, He shows me the path
Where the arms of His love shall enfold me, And when I walk through the dark valley of death,
His rod and His staff will uphold me !
lls & 10s. 1. O! TELL me, Thou life and delight of my soul,
Where the flock of Thy pastures are feeding; I seek Thy protection, I need Thy control,
I would go where my Shepherd is leading. 2. O! tell me the place where Thy flocks are at rest,
Where the noontide will find them reposing ? The tempest now rages, my soul is distress'd,
And the pathway of peace I am losing. 3. O! why should I stray with the flocks of Thy foes,
'Mid the desert where now they are roving, Where hunger and thirst, where affliction and woes,
And temptations their ruin are proving ! 4. O! when shall my foes and my wandering cease ?
And the follies that fill me with weeping !
Thou dost give to the flock Thou art keeping. 5. A voice from the Shepherd now bids thee return
By the way where the footprints are lying:
T. HASTINGS. 733.
From every swelling tide of woes,
2. There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads,
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
Where friend holds fellowship with friend,
Around one common mercy-seat.
And sense and sin becloud no more;
And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 5. Oh! let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
1. All mortal vanities, be gone,
Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears;
A vision of the Lamb appears !
2. Lo, He receives a sealed book From Him that sits
the throne ! Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look
On dark decrees and things unknown! 3. All the assembling saints around
Fall worshiping before the Lamb,
Address their honors to His name.
4. The joy, the shout, the harmony,
Flies o'er the everlasting hills-
“To read the book, to loose the seals."
5. Our voices join the heavenly strain,
And with transporting pleasure sing,
My temple, Lord, that arch of Thine;
And silent thoughts my only prayers. 2. My choir shall be the moon-lit waves,
When murmuring homeward to their caves,
E’en more than music, breathes of Thee. 3. I'll seek, by day, some glade unknown,
All light and silence, like Thy throne;
Shall be my pure and shining book,
The glories of Thy wondrous name.
From flowers that bloom, to stars that glow,
Some feature of Thy Deity.
But in its gloom I trace Thy love,
Soon as thy presence fills the breast,
2. Son of the Father ! Lord most high!
How glad is he who feels Thee nigh'
Fill us with love, fill us with Thee.
But evermore to babes revealed,
1. Nor seldom, clad in radiant vest, Deceitfully goes
morn; Not seldom evening in the west
Sinks sweetly, smilingly forsworn. 2. The smoothest seas will sometimes prove,
To the confiding bark, untrue;
They can be false and treacherous too. 3. The umbrageous oak, in pomp outspread
Full oft, when storms the welkin rend,
It promised surely to defend.
Who didst vouchsafe for man to die;
No change can break or falsify. 5. I bent before Thy gracious throne,
And asked for peace with suppliant knee; And peace was given-nor peace alone,
But faith, and hope, and ecstasy !
And winds the vexed waves release,
Lord, is not that the hour of peace ?