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4. When dire temptations gather round,
And threaten or allure,
A refuge strong and sure.
In faith, and hope, and love; And walk in holiness below,
To holiness above.
Desire and envy cease,
In Thee may we have peace. 7 When flames these
ements destroy, And worlds in judgment stand, May we lift up our heads with joy,
And meet at Thy right hand. 522 Gen. xxxii. 26. 112th M. C. WESLEY.
* LORD my God, to me reveal ?
Tell me, I now beseech Thee, tell ;
Till I Thy Name, Thy Nature know. 2 Tis love! 'tis love! Thou diedst for me:
I hear Thy Whisper in my heart !
Thy Nature and Thy Name is Love. 3 I know Thee, Saviour, who Thou art,
Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend :
HIS ASPIRATIONS AFTER HEAVEN.
Heb. xiii. 14. 112th M. C. WESLEY. EADER of faithful souls, and guide
Come, and with us, even us abide,
While held in life's uneven way.
This earth, we know, is not our place ;
vale of woe, And, restless to behold Thy face, Swift to our heavenly country move,
Our everlasting home above. 3 We've no abiding city here,
But seek a city out of sight:
Whose founder is the living God. 4 Through Thee, who all our sins hast borne,
Freely and graciously forgiven,
We find it nearer while we sing.
We tread the way the saints have trod;
I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
Bread of heaven,
Whence the healing streams do flow;
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Songs of praises,
525 * D :
1 Cor. Il. 9, 10. L. M.
WATTS. ESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove, And mount and bear us far above
The reach of these inferior things; 2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky,
Up where eternal ages roll ;
3 O for a sight, a pleasing sight,
Of our Almighty Father's throne !
Clothed in a body like our own.
And thrones and powers before Him fall ; The God shines gracious through the Man, And sheds sweet glories on them all.
$ O what amazing foys they feel
While to their golden harps they sing,
And spread the triumphs of their King 6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear,
That I shall mount to dwell above,
And view Thy face, and sing, and love ?
see The place of Thine abode; I'd leave Thine earthly courts, and files
Up to Thy seat, my God, 2 Here I behold Thy distant face,
And 'tis a pleasing sight; But to abide in Tbine embrace
Is infinite delight.
To gaze upon Thy throne;
In duty and in bliss; While “ less than nothing" I could boast,
And “vanity" confess.
The humbler I shall lie;
Unmeasurably high. 527
Col. ill. 1, 2. 188.8.131.52.184.108.40.206. MADAN. 1 R ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings;
Thy better portion trace: Rise from transitory things,
Towards heaven, thy native place.
Sun, and moon, and stars decay;
To seats prepared above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course :
Both speed them to their source,
To rest in His embrace,
Press onward to the prize. Soon your Saviour will return
Triumphant in the skies : Yet a season, and we know, Happy entrance will be given; All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchanged for heaven.
Psalm xxxix. 12. 8.8.6. J. WESLEY. OW happy is the pilgrim's lot;
From worldly hope and fear! Confined to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell,
He only sojourns here.
I all their goods despise :
A country in the skies.