But it has been in such a way,
As almost drove me to despair.

3 I hoped that in some favoured hour,
At once he'd answer my request;
And by his love's constraining power,
Subdue my sins, and give me rest.
e 4 Instead of this, he made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart;
And let the angry powers of hell
Assault my soul in every part.

a 5 Yea, more with his own hand he seemed
Intent to aggravate my woe;

Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,
Blasted my gourds, and laid me low.

e 6 Lord, why is this? I trembling cried;
Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?
d" "Tis in this way (the Lord replied,)
"I answer prayer for grace and faith,
7 "These inward trials I employ,
"From self and pride to set thee free,
"And break thy schemes of earthly joy,
"That thou mayst seek thy all in me.'

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NEWTON.

HYMN 57. L. M. Pleyel's. [*]
Inconstancy lamented.

EAR Jesus, when, when shall it be,
That I no more shall break with thee?

When will this war of passion cease,
And I enjoy a lasting peace?

o 2 Here 1 repent, and sin again,
Sometimes revive, sometimes am slain;
Slain with the same malignant dart,
Which, oh! too often wounds my heart.
3 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be,
That I shall find my all in thee-
o The fulness of thy promise prove,
And feast on thine eternal love?

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DORRINGTON.

HYMN 58. L. M. Bath. [b 1
Conflict between Sin and Holiness. Gal. v. 17.
HAT jarring natures dwell within

Wimperfect grace, remaining sin

Not this can reign, nor that prevail, Though each by turns my heart assail. e 2 Now I complain, and groan, and dieo Now raise my songs of triumph-high ; Sing a rebellious passion slain,

e Or mourn to feel it live again.

o 3 One happy hour beholds me rise,a la 3Borne upwards to my native skies; qanlar 2 When faith assists

worlds of light. To realms of joy, and soaring flight,

e 4. Scarce a few hours or minutes roll, rid
Ere earth reclaims my captive soul;
-I feel its sympathetic force,

And headlong urge my downward course.
e 5 How short the joys thy visits give!
How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve!
What clouds obscure iny rising sun,
Or interrupt its rays at noon!

-6 Great God, assist me through the fight,
Make me to triumph in thy might:
Thou the desponding heart canst raise,
The victory mine, and thine the praise.

HYMN 59. C. M.

CRUTTENDON.

Tunbridge. [*]

Watchfulness and Prayer.

• 1 ALAS, what hourly dangers rise

What snares beset my way!

-To heaven then let me lift my eyes,
And hourly watch and pray.

p 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain,
And melt in flowing tears!

e My weak resistance, ah, how vain! How strong my foes and fears!

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-3 O gracious God, in whom I live,
My feeble efforts aid;

Help me to watch, and pray, and strive,
Though trembling and afraid.

-4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,
When foes and fears prevail;

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And bear my fainting spirit upy i dzie do
Or soon my strength will fail.

-5 When strong temptations fright my heart,

Or lure my feet aside ; 1

My God, thy powerful aid impart→→→
My guardian and my guide.

-6 Still keep me in thy heavenly way,
And bid the tempter flee;

-And never let me go astray
From happiness and thee.

STEELE.

HYMN 60. 8, 7 & 4.

Helmsley. [*]

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e 1

Hope encouraged. Ps. xlii. 5.

MY soul, what means this sadness?
Wherefore art thou thus cast down?

o Let thy griefs be turned to gladness;
Bid thy restless fears be gone:
Look to Jesus,

And rejoice in his dear name.

-2 What through Satan's strong temptations Vex and grieve thee day by day;

And thy sinful inclinations

Often fill thee with dismay;

Thou shalt conquer―

Through the Lamb's redeeming blood.

-3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee,
From without and from within;
o Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee,

But will save from hell and sin:
He is faithful

To perform his gracious word. ***

4 Though distresses now attend thee, And thou tread'st the thorny road; o His right hand shall still defend thee; Soon he'll bring thee home to God! Therefore praise him

Praise the great Redeemer's name --50 that I could now adore him, Like the heavenly host above,

o Who forever bow before him, And unceasing sing his love! Happy songsters!

When shall I your chorus join?

FAWCETT.

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Lively Hope and gracious Fear.

WAS a grovelling creature once,

I wanted spirit to renounce

The clod that gave me birth.

-2 But God has breathed upon a worm,
And sent me from above,

Wings such as clothe an angel's form,
The wings of joy and love.

⚫ 3 With these, to Pisgah's top fly,
And there delighted stand,
To view, beneath a shining sky,
The spacious promised land.

o 4 The Lord of all the vast domain
Has promised it to me ;-

The length and breadth of all the plain,
As far as faith can see.

-5 How glorious is my privilege!
To thee for help I call;

e I stand upon a mountain's edge, O save me, lest 1 falk!

-6 Though much exalted in the Lord,

My strength is not my own;

e Then let me tremble at his word, And none shall cast me down.

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HYMN 62. L. P. M. Sheffield, [*]

Assurance. Jer. xxxi. 3. མ་།

JESUS, I know, hath died for me,

This is my hope, my joy, my rest!

Hither, when hell assails, I flee,

And look into my Saviour's breast:

o Away, sad doubts, and anxious fear

e Mercy is all that's written there.

2 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, e Though strength, and health, and friends, be gone; Though joys be withered all, and dead,

And every comfort be withdrawny

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g Steadfast on this my soul relies on an aeni se Father thy mercy never dies.

-3 Fixed on this rock will I remain,
e When heart shall fail, and flesh decay;
g A rock which shall my soul sustain,

When earth's foundations melt away!" 8 Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love!

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LYNDALL.

HYMN 63. L. M. Psalm 97th. [b]
Christ, the Believer's Ark. 1 Pet. iii. 20, 21.

Tin what impetuous streams it fell!

HE deluge, at the Almighty's call,

Swallowed the mountains in its rage,
And swept a guilty world to hell.

2 In vain the tallest sons of pride
Fled from the close pursuing wave;
Nor could their mightiest towers defend,
Nor swiftness 'scape, nor courage save.

e 3 How dire the wreck! how loud the roar!
How shrill the universal cry→→→
Of millions in the last despair,
Re-echoed from the lowering sky.
e 4 Yet Noah, humble, happy saint,
Surrounded with the chosen few,
Sat in his ark, secure from fear,

And sang the grace that steered him through, • 5 So may I sing, in Jesus safe,

While storms of vengeance round me fall;
Conscious how high my hopes are fixed,
Beyond what shakes this earthly ball.

-6 Enter thine ark, while patience waits,
Nor ever quit that sure retreat;

o Then the wide flood that buries earth, Shall waft thee to a fairer seat.

8 7 Nor wreck nor ruin there is seen;
There not a wave of trouble rolls;

But the bright rainbow round the throne,
Seals endless life to all their souls,

HYMN 64. 8 & 7.

Doddringe.

Emmaus. [*]

Christ, a Friend closer than a Brother. Prov. xviii. 24.

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'Well deserves the name of Friend;

NE there is, above all others.

His is love beyond a brother'spa
Costly, free, and knows no end.

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