Saviour, if of Zion's city

I through grace a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in thy Name.
Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure

None but Zion's children know.

The Recompense of the Reward.

My soul, with all thy wakened powers,
Survey the heavenly prize,

Nor let these glittering toys of earth
Allure thy wandering eyes.

The splendid crown which Moses chose.
Still beams around his brow;
While soon the king of Egypt's pride
Was taught in death to bow.

The joys and treasures of a day
I cheerfully resign;
Rich in the everlasting store
Secured by grace divine.

Let fools my wiser choice deride,
Angels and God approve ;
Nor scorn of men, nor rage of hell,

My steadfast soul shall move.

With ardent eye, that bright reward
I daily will survey;

And in the glorious prospect lose
The sorrows of the way.

The End of our Faith.

Look up to yonder world,

See myriads round the throne;

Each bears a golden harp,

And wears a golden crown:
With zeal they strike
The sacred lyre,
And strive to raise

Their praises higher.

Believing in his name,

They in his footsteps trod; His righteousness their hope, Their only plea his blood; Lo, now they reign With him above,

Behold his face

And sing his love.

And shall we not aspire

Like them our course to run?

The crown if we would wear,

That crown must first be won;
Divinely taught,

They showed the way;
First to believe

And then obey.

Early will I Seek Thee.

O GOD! thou art my God alone,
Early to thee my soul shall cry,
A pilgrim in a land unknown,

A thirsty land, whose springs are dry.

O that it were as it hath been,
When praying in the holy place,
Thy power and glory I have seen,

And marked the footsteps of thy grace.

Yet through this rough and thorny maze
I follow hard on thee, my God;
Thine hand, unseen, upholds my ways,
I safely tread where thou hast trod.

Thee in the watches of the night
When I remember on my bed,

Thy presence makes the darkness light,
Thy guardian wings are round my head.

Better than life itself thy love,

Dearer than all beside to me,

For whom have I in heaven above,

Or what on earth, compared with thee?

Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, For all thy mercy I will give;

My soul shall still in God rejoice,

My tongue shall bless thee while I live.

Night Thought.

How can I sleep while angels sing,
When all the saints on high
Cry "Glory" to the eternal King,
The Lamb that once did die:
When guardian angels fill the room,
And hovering round my bed,
Do clap their wings, in love to him
Who is my glorious Head?

Such joyful spirits never sleep,
Their love is ever new;
Then, O my soul, no longer cease
To love and praise him too;
For I, of all the race that fell,
Or all the heavenly host,

Have greatest cause, with humbler soul,
To love and praise him most.

Did God the Father love men so,
As to give up his Son

To be a ransom, and redeem

Them from the sins they'd done?
Did Jesus leave the Father's breast,
That heaven of heavens on high,
To come to earth, this world of woe,
For guilty worms to die?

No longer then will I lie here,
But rise and praise and pray!
And join to sing, while I enjoy
A glimpse of heavenly day.

Lord, give me strength to die to sin,
To run the Christian race ·

To live to God, and glorify
The riches of his grace.

Pressing Toward the Mark.

THEE will I love, my strength and tower,
Thee will I love, my joy and crown,
Thee will I love with all my power,
In all my works, and thee alone:
Thee will I love, till that pure fire
Fills my whole soul with strong desire.

In darkness willingly I strayed,

I sought thee, yet from thee I roved; For wide my wandering thoughts were spread, Thy creatures more than thee I loved:

And now, if more at length I see,

'Tis through thy light, and comes from thee.

I thank thee, uncreated Sun,

That thy bright beams on me have shined; I thank thee, who hast overthrown My foes, and healed my wounded mind; I thank thee, whose enlivening voice Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice.

Uphold me in the doubtful race,

Nor suffer me again to stray;