e 5 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear: o Make you his service your delight, Your wants shall be his care. 1 TATE. HYMN 80. 8 & 7. Love divine. [*] Grateful Recollection. 1 Sam. vii. 12. COME HOME, thou Fount of every blessing, o Teach me some melodious sonnet, น -2 Here I raise my Ebenezer; Hither by thine help I'm come; ‹ e Jesus sought me when a stranger, 1 ROBINSON IIYMN 81. 8s. Consolation. [*] HOW shall I my Saviour set forth? How shall I his beauties declare? O how shall I speak of his worth, Or what his chief dignities are ? o His angels can never express, Nor saints who sit nearest his throne, How rich are his treasures of grace :-e No! this is a mystery unknown 1 g 2 In him all the fulness of God Forever transcendently shines; e Though once like a mortal he stood,, To finish his gracious designs p Though once he was nailed to the cross, Vile rebels like me to set free ; -His glory sustained no loss, g Eternal his kingdỏm shall bellesa, vet 3 His wisdom, his love, and his power, Seemed then with each other to vie ;5 e When sinners he stooped to restore, ⠀ por sinners condemned to die! d He laid all his grandeur aside, And dwelt in a cottage of clay: Poor sinners he loved, till he died To wash their pollution away. ⠀ 4 O sinner, believe and adore The Saviour so rich to redeem; No creature can ever explore The treasures of goodness in himd Come, all ye who see yourselves lost, And feel yourselves burdened with sin,? Draw near, while with terror you're tossed; Believe-and your peace shall begin. 5 Now, sinner, attend to his call, d" Whoso hath an eár let him hear!” -He promises mercy to all, Who feel their sad wants, far and near; o He riches has ever in store, And treasures that never can waste: • Here's pardon, here's grace, yea, and more→→→ * Here's glory eternal at last. 1 T RIPPON'S COL. HYMN 82. L. M. Armley. [*] All good in CHRIST. HOU only Sovereign of my hear, e And can my soul from thee depart, -3 Eternal life thy words impart, -4 Let earth's alluring joys combine ; e 6 Low at thy feet my soul would lie qui d Here safety dwells, and peace divine; -Still let me live beneath thine eye • For life, eternal life is thine. d 1 STEELE HYMN 83. L. M. Leeds. [*] TH THE billows swell, the winds are high, to wintry sky; call, Qut of the depths th is small. e My fears are great, my -2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm! d Control the waves-say, "Peace-be still!" My soul still hangs her hopes on thee; e 4 Dangers of every shape and name -5 Though tempest-tossed and half a wreck, COWPER. HYMN 84. 7s. Hotham, [*] Christ, the Refuge from the Storm. Deut. xxxiii. 27. While the billows near me roll, Safe into the I O receive my guide; at last! 2 Other refuge have I none, . HYMN 85. II. M. Allerton. [*] Jesus, the Pilot. Luke viii. 22. I JESUS, at thy command, I launch into the deep; And leave my native land, Where sin lus all asleep: For thee I fain would all resign, And sail to heaven with thee and thine! ? Thou art my Pilot wise; 3 Though rocks and quicksands deep в Yet thou wilt safely keep, And guide me with thine eye: 4 By faith I see the land,' O may reach the heavenly shore, 5 Whene er becalmed I be, And storms and winds subside; And keep me near thy sidegi For more the treacherous calm I dread, To waft me from below, To heaven, my destined place: 8 Then, in full saif, my port I'll find, And leave the world, and sin, behind. HYMN 86. L. M. HUNTINGDON. Castle Street. [*] My Redeemer lineth. Job xix. 25. 1 "I KNOW that my Redeemer lives; What comforts this sweet sentence gives! He lives, he lives, who once was dead, 2 He lives triumphant from the grave, He lives-all glorious in the sky, 3 He lives to bless me with his love, |