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3 My heart, with sacred reverence, hears

The threatenings of thy word; My anxious mind, with trembling, fears Thy judgments, O my Lord.

4
O God! resign'd, I'll hope and wait

For thy salvation still :
While thy whole law is my delight,
And I obey thy will.

291.
Holy Resolutions.

1 Oh that thy statutes every hour

Might dwell upon my mind ! Thence should I feel a quickening power, And daily peace should find.

2
To meditate thy precepts, Lord !

Shall be my sweet employ;
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word,
Thy word is all my joy.

3
How would I run in thy commands,

If thou my heart discharge
From sin and passion's hateful bands,
And set my feet at large !

4
My lips with courage shall declare

Thy statutes and thy name, Whatever loss or scorn I bear; Nor yield to fear or shame.

5
Let those depart, who wish to draw

My hands or heart to ill ;
I love my God, I love his law,

And must obey his will,

292. * Remember thy Creator in the days of thy Youth.'

1
In the soft season of thy youth,

In nature's smiling bloom,
Ere age arrive, and, trembling, wait
Its summons to the tomb,-

2 Remember thy Creator-God;

For him thy powers employ:
Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope,
Thy confidence, thy joy.

3
He shall defend and guide thy course,

Through life's uncertain sea ; Till thou art landed in the realms Of never-ending day.

4 Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose

The path of heavenly truth : The Lord will graciously accept

The offering of thy youth.

293. Preparation in Youth for the Trials of Life.

1
While health and strength and youth remain,
And pleasures flow, uncheck'd by pain,
May I, O Lord, my soul prepare,
By faith, by penitence, and prayer.

2
So, when the snares of sin are spread
Around my unsuspecting head,
Thy grace shall every sin control,
And from temptation guard my soul,

3
So, when the cares of life molest,
And rob my doubting mind of rest,
Thy word shall bid the tempest cease,
And calm my anxious breast to peace.

4
So, when my youth and strength decay,
And life's bright vision fleets away,
Eternal bliss my soul shall prove,
In realms of everlasting love.

294. Christian Purity.

1
From every thought and wish impure,

Great God ! preserve my soul ;
May every rebel passion bow
To thy divine control.

2
Sin has a thousand treacherous arts,

To lead the soul aside;
Oh teach me every art to shun,
And be my constant guide!

3
Ne'er let me venture to begin

The gay enchanted round,
Nor, in the thoughtless guilty maze,
The slave of sin be found.

4
Oh grant me thine assisting grace,

Where'er I'm call'd to go !
Upheld by thee, my cautious feet
The paths of peace shall know.

5 Through all the dangerous scenes of life,

My way oh deign to trace !
And after death may I behold,

With joy, thy holy face!

295. Faith in the Invisible God.Heb. xi. 27.

1
ETERNAL and immortal King!
Thy matchless splendours none can bear;
But darkness veils seraphic eyes,
When God with all his glory 's there.

2
Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom,
The great Invisible can see ;
And with its tremblings mingle joy,
In fix'd regards, great God! on thee.

3
Then every tempting form of sin,
Aw'd by thy presence, disappears ;
Aad all the glowing raptur’d soul,
The likeness it contemplates, wears.

4
This one petition would I urge-
To bear thee ever in my sight,
In life, in death, in worlds unknown,
My only portion and delight !

296.
Fidelity in the Cause of Truth and Virtue.

1
SHALL I forsake that heavenly Friend,
On whom my highest hopes depend !
Forbid it, Lord! that e'er my heart
From truth and duty should depart.

2
First let the wheels of life stand still,
Ere I forget thy holy will ;
Ere I submit to guilty shame,
And thus disgrace my Saviour's name.

3
Faithful to him, and to his laws,
With zeal may I maintain his cause;
Steadfast the work assign'd fulfil,
And learn, like him, to do thy will.

4
Till death shall end my mortal days,
Firm may I walk in duty's ways;
And reap at last the bright reward,
Which waits the servants of the Lord.

297.
The Christian Race.

1
AWAKE, our souls ! away, our fears !
Let every trembling thought be gone :
Awake, and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.

2
True, 'tis a strait and thorny road;
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,
That feeds the strength of every saint :

3
The mighty God, whose matchless power
Is ever new and ever young,
And firm endures while endless years
Their everlasting circles run.

4
From thee, the ever-flowing spring,
Our souls shall draw a large supply;
While such as seek refreshing draughts
From mortal streams, shall droop and die.

5
Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode ;
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heavenly roail.

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