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4 [Led by that we brave the ocean;

Led by that the storms defy :
Calm amidst tumultuous motion,
Knowing that our Lord is nigh.

Waves obey him,
; And the storms before him fly.]
5 Render'd safe by his protection,

We shall pass the wat'ry waste;
Trusting to his wise direction,
We shall gain the port at last;

And with wonder

Think on toils and dangers past. 6 [O! what pleasures there await us!

There the tempests cease to roar:
There it is that those who hate us
Can molest our peace no more.

Trouble ceases
On that tranquil happy shore.].

323 Victory secured to the Believer.

C. M.

Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my

hands to war, and my fingers to fight: my goodness, and my fortress ; my high tower and my deliverer; my shield, &c. PSALM cxliv. 1, 2.

FOR ever blessed be the Lord,

My Saviour and my shield;
He sends his Spirit with his Word,

To arm me for the field.

2 When sin and hell their force unite,

He makes my soul his care,
Instructs me to the heav'nly fight,

And guards me thro' the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine Does

my
weak

;
He makes the glorious vict'ry mine,

And his shall be the praise.

courage raise

*324. The Backslider Returning. C.M.

Return, ye backsliding children, and I will heal your

backslidings. Behold, we come unto thee ; for thou art the LORD our GOD. JEREMIAH Üï. 22.

HOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart

Has wander'd from the Lord;
How oft my roving thoughts depart,

Forgetful of his word? 2 Yet sov'reign mercy calls, “ Return :"

Dear Lord ! and may I come ?
My vile ingratitude I mourn;

O take the wanderer home. 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive,

And bid my crimes remove?
And shall a pardon'd rebel live

To speak thy wond'rous love? • The Hymns to the end of the Section relate to Chris.

tian Experience.

4 Almighty grace, thy healing power

How glorious, how divine !
That can to life and bliss restore

So vile a heart as mine. 5 Thy pard’ning love, so free, so sweet,

With wonder I adore;
O keep me at thy sacred feet,

And let me rove no more.

325. The Backslider Mourning.

7-6-8. O Israel, return unto the LORD thy God; for thou hast

fallen by thine iniquity.-HOSEA xiv. I.
JESUS, let thy pitying eye

Call back a wand'ring sheep;
False to thee, like Peter, I

Would fain, like Peter, weep;
Let me be by grace restor'd,

On me be all long-suffering shown:
Turn and look upon me, Lord,

And break my heart of stone.
2 Saviour, Priuce, enthron'd above,

Repentance to impart,
Give me, through thy dying love,

The humble, contrite heart:
Give, most earnestly implor'd,

A portion of thy love unknown;
Turn and look upon me, Lord,

And break my heart of stone.

3 See me, SAVIOUR, from above,

Nor suffer me to die;
Life, and happiness, and love,

Fall from thy gracious eye:
Speak the reconciling word,

And let thy merey melt me down;
Turn and look upon me, Lord,

And break my heart of stone. 4 Look, as when thy pitying eye

Was clos'd that we might live;
“ Father," (at the point to die,

Thy love exclaim’d) “ Forgive.”
Surely with that dying word,

Thou lookest, and the work is done;
Love, thy dying love, O Lord,
Breaks e'en

my

heart of stone.

326. The Backslider returning. C.M.

Return, thou backsliding Israel, saith the LORD; and I

will not cause mine anger to fall upon you: for I am merciful saith the LORD.-JEREMIAH iii. 12.

THE Lord is kind in all his ways,

When most they seem severe;
He frowns, and scourges, and rebukes,

That we may learn his fear.
2 With thorns he fences up our path,

And builds a wall around;
To guard us from the death, that lurks

In sin's forbidden ground.

3 Return, ye wandering souls, return;

The Lord your misery knows,
His
mercy

ever

is the same
A balm for all our woes.
4 Behold, O GOD! we come to thee,

Confusion veils our face ;
Yet, once again, we refuge seek

In thy long-slighted grace.

327. The Backslider returning. 112th.

I will heal their backsliding, I will love them freely: for

mine anger is turned away from him. Hos. xiv. 4.

WEARY of wand'ring from my God,

And now made willing to return,
I hear and bow me to the rod;

For thee not without hope I mourn;
I have an advocate above,

A friend before the throne of love. 2 O JESUS ! full of truth and grace,

More full of grace than I of sin;
Yet once again I seek thy face,

Open the ark and take me in:
And freely my backslidings heal,

And love the faithless sinner still. 3 Thou know'st the way to bring me

My fallen spirit to restore- [back, O for thy truth and mercy's sake,

Forgive, and bid me sin no more :

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