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3 All my hopes on Thee depend :

Love me, save me, to the end.
Still preserve me by Thy grace :
Take the everlasting praise.

Psalm xviii. 1, 2. D.S.M.


Jesus, be Thou my power,
My help and refuge in distress,

My fortress and my tower.

me to trust in Thee,
Be Thou my sure abode;
My horn, and rock, and buckler be,

My Saviour, and my God. 2 Myself I cannot save,

Myself I cannot keep;
But strength in Thee I surely have,

Whose eye-lids never sleep:
My soul to Thee alone

Now, therefore, I commend :
Thou, Jesus, love me as Thine own,
And love me to the end.

Psalm lxxvii. 20. 112th M.


, Of all who seek the land above; Beneath Thy shadow we abide, The cloud of Thy protecting love; Our strength, Thy grace; our rule, Thy

Our end, the glory of the Lord.
2 By Thine unerring Spirit led,

We shall not in the desert stray ;
Our table by Thy bounty spread,
Our wants supplied from day to day;
As far from danger as from fear,
While love, Almighty lovo, is near.


570 JE

Isalah xlii. 16. T.R. TAYLOR. 1 ESUS Immanuel,

Thou shalt our Leader be; Guide Thine own Israel

Over life's sea.
2 When we are full of grief,

Victims of anxious care,
Give Thou our hearts relief.

Jesus, be near.
3 Brighten our darkest hour,

Till the last hour shall come;
Then in Thy love and power,

O take us home. 4 Glorious Deliverer,

How long wilt Thou delay ?
Saviour, gracious Saviour,

Bear us away.


571 CAS

Psalm ly, 22.
1 AST thy burden on the Lord,

Only lean upon His word;
Thou shalt soon find cause to bless

His eternal faithfulness.
2 Would'st thou know thyself a child ?

Is thy proud heart reconciled ?
Is it humbled to the dust,

Full of awe and full of trust?
3 Boast thou not, rejoice with fear,

Never be high-minded here;
Heed not what the tempter saith,

Cling to Christ in lowly faith.
4 Fear not, then; in every storm

There shall come the Master's form;
Cheering voice and present aid
"It is I, be not afraid."

5 He will hold thee with His hand,

And enable thee to stand ;
His compassion, love, and power,
Are the same for evermore.

572 Jer. viil. 22.

112th M. BOWDLER,


PEACEntrambled soul, whose plaintive

Has trembled with each note of woe ;
Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan,
And let thy tears forget to flow;
Behold the precious balm is found

That lulls thy pain and heals thy wound. 2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed ;

Unburden here thy weighty load ;
Here find thy refuge and thy rest,
Safe in the mercy of thy God :
God is thy Saviour; glorious word !

O hear, believe, and bless the Lord.
3 As spring the winter-day the night,-

Peace sorrow's gloom shall chase away;
And holy joy, a seraph bright,
Shall tend thy steps, and near thee stay ;
While glory waves the immortal crown,
And waits to claim thee for her own.


John xiv. 18.
N the dark and cloudy day,



And the last hope will not stay,

My Saviour, comfort me. 2 When the hoard of many years,

Like a fleet cloud disappears,
And the future's full of fears,

My Saviour, comfort me.

3 When the secret idol's gone,

That my poor heart yearn'd upon,
Desolate, bereft, alone,

My Saviour, comfort me. 4 Thou, who wast so sorely tried,

In the darkness crucified,
Bid me in Thy love confide;

My Saviour, confort me. 5 Comfort me, I am cast down,

"Tis my heavenly Father's frown, I deserve it all, I own;

My Saviour, comfort me. 6 In these hours of sad distress,

Let me know, He loves no less,
Bids me trust His faithfulness;

My Saviour, comfort me. 7 Not unduly let me grieve,

Meekly the kind stripes receive,
Let me humbly still believe;

My Saviour, comfort me. 8 So it shall be good for me,

Much afflicted now to be,
If Thou wilt but tenderly,

My Saviour, comfort me.



Phil. il. 5. 7's. MONTGOMERY. 1 PATHER of eternal grace,

Meekly beaming in my face,

May the world Thine image see. 2 Happy only in Thy love,

Poor, unfriended, or unknown;
Fix my thoughts on things above;
Stay my heart on Thee alone.

3 Humble, holy, all resigned

To Thy will-Thy will be done!
Give me, Lord, the perfect mind

Of Thy well-beloved Son.
4 Counting gain and glory loss,

May I tread the path He trod;
Die with Jesus on the cross,
Rise with Him to Thee, my God.

575 QW

Psalm xxxi. 2. 67's. NEWTON. 1 VIET, Lord, my froward heart:

Make me teachable and mild,
Upright, simple, free from art;
Make me as a little child :
From distrust and envy free,

Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 2 What Thou shalt to-day provide,

Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide,
Calmly to Thy wisdom leave.
"Tis enough that Thou wilt care :
Why should I the burden bear?

3 As a little child relies

On a care beyond his own ;
Knows he's neither strong nor wise ;
Fears to stir a step alone;
Let me thus with Thee abide,

As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 4 Thus preserved from Satan's wiles,

Safe from dangers, free from fcars,
May I live upon Thy smiles,
Til the promised hour appears,
When the sons of God shall prove
All their Father's boundless love,


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