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2 Cheer our desponding hearts
With consolations sweet;
At our Redeemer's feet.
Our doubts and fears remove;
Of never-dying love.
Then lead to Jesus' blood,
The secret love of God.
Tilluminate the soul,
fresh life on ev'ry part,
Our minds from bondage free;
The Father, Son, and Thee !
With energy divine;
With beams of mercy shine. 2 From the celestial hills,
Life, light, and joy dispense!
3 Melt, melt, this frozen heart;
This stubborn will subdue !
And form my soul anew. 4 Mine will the profit be,
But thine shall be the praise :
The remnant of my days.
211. The Witness and Seal of the Holy
Spirit. c.m. The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that
we are the children of God.-Rom. viii. 16. | Why should the children of a King
Go mourning all their days ?
Some tokens of thy grace.
And seal the heirs of heav'n ?
And show my sins forgiv'n ?
In the Redeemer's blood :
That I am born of God.
The pledge of joys to come; And thy soft wings, celestial Dove,
Will safe convey me home.
THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.
212. The Blessedness of the Church. 8—7—4. To him who led his people through the wilderness :
for his mercy endureth for ever.-Ps. cxxxvi. 16. 1 Rescu'd from the hand of strangers,
Israel through the desert goes :
All his wants and dangers knows. [2 Israel's heart is found deceitful,
Prone to murmur and complain :
Turns him to himself again.
Israel proves the Saviour's love,
4 Though the desert be unfruitful :
Yet is favor'd Israel fed ;
And his table
Through the wilderness is spread. 5 Where no pleasant streams are flowing,
In a parch'd and thirsty.land:
And his people
Wond’ring own his mighty hand. 6 When the foe, of numbers boasting,
Leads his armies to the fight;
213. Consolation for the Church. lls. O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, not comforted.
The Lord on high is mightier than the mighty
waves of the sea.- Isa. liv. 11. Ps. xciii. 4. 1 O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave,
Whom no man can comfort, whom no
man can save; With darkness surrounded, by terrors dis
may'd In toiling and watching thy strength is
2 Loud roaring and swelling, the billows
o'erwhelm, But skilful's the Pilot, who sits at the
helm; His wisdom conducts thee, his power will
defend, In safety and quiet thy warfare shall end. 3 O fearful, O faithless-in mercy he cries,
My promise, my truth-are they light in
thine eyes ? Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall
stand, Through tempest and tossing I'll bring thee
[4 Forget thee I will not, I cannot; thy
name, Engrav'd on my heart, doth for ever
remain ; The palms of my hands whilst I look on,
The wounds I receiv'd when I suffer'd for
5 Then trust me, and fear not; thy life is
secure ; My wisdom is perfect, supreme is my
power ; In love I correct thee, thy soul to refine, And make thee at length in my likeness