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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.

C. WESLEY. 1

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

My fortress and my tower.
Give

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.

C. WESLEY. 1

, 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

word;
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.

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570 JE

Isalah xlii. 16. 6.6.6.4. 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.

7's.

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,

1

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.

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7.7.7.6,

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

1

way,

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.

HIS RESIGNATION.

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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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