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4 At length this great Physician,

How matchless is his grace,

The contrite Heart. Chap. lvii. 15.
Accepted my petition,

1 The Lord will happiness divine
And undertook my case:

On contrite hearts bestow;
First gave me sight to view him, Then tell me, gracious God, is mine
For sin my eyes had seald,

A contrite heart or no?
Then bid me look unto him ;

2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, I look'd, and I was heald.

Insensible as steel ; 5 A dying, risen, Jesus,

If aught is felt, 'tis only pain, Seen by the eye of faith,

To find I cannot feel. At once from danger frees us,

3 I sometimes think myself inclined And saves the soul from death.

To love thee if I could, Come, then, to this Physician,

But often feel another mind, His help he 'll freely give:

Averse to all that 's good. He makes no hard condition,

4 My best desires are faint and few, 'Tis only-look and live.

I fain would strive for more;

But when I cry, “ My strength renew,” HYMN LXIII.

Seem weaker than before. To the Afflicted, tossed with Tempests, and 5 Thy saints are comforted, I know, not comforted. Chap. liv. 5–11.

And love thy house of prayer; 1 PENSIVE, doubting, fearful heart,

I therefore go where others go, Hear what Christ the Saviour says;

But find no comfort there. Every word should joy impart,

6 O make this heart rejoice or ache! Change thy mourning into praise :

Decide this doubt for me; Yes, he speaks, and speaks to thee,

And if it be not broken, break, May he help thee to believe!

And heal it, if it be.

C. Then thou presently wilt see Thou hast little cause to grieve.

HYMN LXV. 2 “ Fear thou not, nor be asham'd,

The future Peace and Glory of the Church, All thy sorrows soon shall end :

Chap. lx. 15–20. I who heaven and earth have fram'd,

1 HEAR what God the Lord hath spoken, Am thy husband and thy friend :

O my people, faint and few, I the High and Holy One,

Comfortless, afflicted, broken, Israel's God, by all ador’d,

Fair abodes I build for you; As thy Saviour will be known,

Themes of heart-felt tribulation Thy Redeemer and thy Lord.

Shall no more perplex your ways; 3 “ For a moment I withdrew,

You shall name your walls Salvation, And thy heart was fillid with pain;

And your gates shall all be Praise. But my mercies I 'll renew,

2 There, like streams that feed the garden, Thou shalt soon rejoice again :

Pleasures without end shall flow; Though I seem to hide my face,

For the Lord, your

faith rewarding, Very soon my wrath shall cease;

All his bounty shall bestow: 'Tis but for a moment's space,

Still in undisturb’d possession, Ending in eternal peace.

Peace and righteousness shall reign; 4 “When my peaceful bow appears,*

Never shall you feel oppression, Painted on the wat'ry cloud,

Hear the voice of war again. 'Tis to dissipate thy fears,

3 Ye no more your suns descending, Lest the earth should be o'erflow'd:

Waning moons no more shall see; 'Tis an emblem too of grace,

But, your griefs for ever ending, Of my cov’nant-love a sign;

Find eternal noon in me; Though the mountains leave their place,

God shall rise, and shining o'er you, Thou shalt be for ever mine.

Change to day the gloom of night;

He the Lord shall be your glory,
5 “Though afflicted, tempest-toss'd,
Comfortless a while thou art,

God your everlasting light. C.
Do not think thou canst be lost,
Thou art graven on my heart:

All thy wastes I will repair,
Thou shalt be rebuilt anew;

And in tñce it shall appear

Trust of the Wicked and the Righteous What a God of love can do."

compared. Chap. xvii. 548.

1 As parched in the barren sands, * Gen. ix. 13, 14.

Beneath a burning sky,

The worthless bramble with'ring stands, How frequent my rebellions were ! And only grows to die:

What wickedness I wrought! 2 Such is the sinner's awful case,

3 Thy merciful restraint I scorn'd, Who makes the world his trust,

And left the pleasant road; And dares his confidence to place

Yet turn me, and I shall be turn'd, In vanity and dust.

Thou art the Lord


God. 3 A secret curse destroys his root,

4 Is Ephraim banish'd from my thoughts And dries his moisture up;

Or vile in my esteem? He lives a while but bears no fruit,

No, saith the Lord, with all his faults, Then dies without a hope.

I still remember him. 4 But happy he whose hopes depend 5 Is he a dear and pleasant child? Upon the Lord alone;

Yes, dear and pleasant still; The soul that trusts in such a friend Though sin his foolish heart beguild, Can ne'er be overthrown.

And he withstood my will. 5 Though gourds should wither, cisterns 6 My sharp rebuke has laid him low, break,

He seeks my face again;
And creature-comforts die,

My pity kindles at his woe,
No change his solid hope can shake,

He shall not seek in vain.

C Or stop his sure supply. 6 So thrives and blooms the tree whose roots

By constant streams are fed;
Arrayed in green, and rich in fruits,
It rears its branching head.

HYMN LXIX. 7 It thrives though rain should be denied, The Lord is my Portion. Chap. iii. 24. And drought around prevail;

1 From pole to pole let others roam, 'Tis planted by a river's side,

And search in vain for bliss;
Whose waters cannot fail.

My soul is satisfied at home,

The Lord my portion is.

2 Jesus, who on his glorious throne Jehovah-Tsidkenu ; or, the Lord our righ Rules heaven, and earth, and sea, teousness. Chap. xxiii. 6.

Is pleas'd to claim me for his own, 1 My God, how perfect are thy ways!

And give himself to me. But mine polluted are;

3 His person fixes all my love, Sin twines itself about my praise,

His blood removes my fear; And slides into my prayer.

And while he pleads for me above, 2 When I would speak what thou hast done His arm preserves me here. To save me from my sin,

4 His word of promise is my food, I cannot make thy mercies known,

His Spirit is my guide: But self-applause creeps in.

Thus daily is my strength renew'd, 3 Divine desire, that holy flame

And all my wants supplied.* Thy grace creates in me,

5 For him I count as gain each loss, Alas! impatience is its name,

Disgrace, for him, renown; When it returns to thee.

Well may I glory in my cross, 4 This heart a fountain of vile thoughts,

While he prepares my crown! How does it overflow!

6 Let worldlings then indulge their boast, While self upon the surface floats,

How much they gain or spend : Still bubbling from below.

Their joys must soon give up the ghost, 5 Let others in the gaudy dress,

But mine shall know no end.
Of fancied merit shine,
The Lord shall be my righteousness,

The Lord for ever mine.



Humbled and silenced by Mercy. Ephraim repenting. Chap. xxxi. 18–20.

Chap. xvi. 63. 1 My God, till I receiv'd thy stroke, How like a beast was I!

1 ONCE perishing in blood I lay,

Creatures no help could give; So unaccustom'd to the yoke,

But Jesus pass'd me in the way, So backward to comply.

He saw, and b;d me live. 2 With grief my just reproach I bear, Shame fills me at the thought;

* Book III. Hymn lix.

2 Though Satan still his rule maintain'd, 2 And what then is Jerusalem, And all his arts employed ;

This darling object of his care? That mighty word his rage restrain'd, Where is its worth in God's esteem ? I could not be destroyed.

Who built it? who inhabits there! 3 At length the time of love arriv'd, 3 Jehovah founded it in blood, When I my Lord should know;

The blood of his incarnate Son; Then Satan, of his power depriv'd,

There dwell the saints, once foes to God, Was forc'd to let me go.

The sinners whom he calls his own. 4 O can I e'er that day forget,

4 There, though besieg'd on every side, When Jesus kindly spoke!

Yet much belov'd and guarded well, “ Poor soul ! my blood has paid thy debt,

From age to age they have defied
And now I break thy yoke.

The utmost force of earth and hell. 5 “Henceforth I take thee for my own, 5 Let earth repent, and hell despair, And give myself to thee;

This city has a sure defence; Forsake the idols thou hast known,

Her name is call’d, The Lord is there, And yield thyself to me.”

And who has power to drive him thence ? 6 Ah, worthless heart! it promis'd fair,

C. And said it would be thine; I little thought it e'er would dare Again with idols join.

DANIEL. 7 Lord, dost thou such backslidings heal,

And pardon all that's past?
Sure, if I am not made of steel,

Thou hast prevailid at last.

The Power and Triumph of Faith. 8 My tongue which rashly spoke before,

Chap. iii. 6.
This mercy will restrain;

1 SUPPORTED by the word, Surely I now shall boast no more,

Though in himself a worm, Nor censure, nor complain.

The servant of the Lord

Can wondrous acts perform:

Without dismay he boldly treads
The Covenant. Chap. xxxvi. 25—28.

Where'er the path of duty leads. 1 The Lord proclaims his grace abroad!

2 The haughty king in vain, Behold I change your hearts of stone;

With fury on his brow, Each shall renounce his idol-god,

Believers would constrain And serve, henceforth, the Lord alone.

To golden gods to bow;

The furnace could not make them fear, 2 My grace, a flowing stream, proceeds

Because they knew the Lord was near. To wash your filthiness away; Ye shall abhor your former deeds,

3 As vain was the decree And learn my statutes to obey.

Which charg'd them not to pray; 3 My truth the great design ensures,

Daniel still bow'd his knee, I give myself away to you;

And worshipp'd thrice a-day: You shall be mine, I will be yours,

Trusting in God, he fear'd not men, Your God unalterably true.

Though threaten'd with the lions' den. 4 Yet not unsought, or unimplor'd,

4 Secure they might refuse The plenteous grace shall I confer;*

Compliance with such laws; No-your whole heart shall seek the Lord,

For what had they to lose, I'll put a praying spirit there.

When God espous’d their cause? 5 From the first breath of life divine,

He made the hungry lions crouch,

Nor durst the fire his children touch.
Down to the last expiring hour,
The gracious work shall all be mine,

5 The Lord is still the same, Begun and ended in my power. C. A mighty shield and tower,

And they who trust his name

Are guarded by his power;

He can the rage of lions tame, Jehovah-Shammah; or, the Lord is there.

And bear them harmless through the flame. Chap. xlviii. 35.

6 Yet we too often shrink 1 “As birds their infant brood protect,

When trials are in view; And spread their wings to shelter them,"

Expecting we must sink, Thus saith the Lord to his elect,

And never can get through: “ 'Thus will I guard Jerusalem."

But could we once believe indeed, * Ver. 37.

Isaiah xxi. 5.

From all these fears we should be freed.


ZECHARIAH. Belshazzar. Chap. v. 5, 6. 1 Poor sinners ! little do they think

HYMN LXXVI. With whom they have to do!

Prayer for the Lord's promised Presence. But stand securely on the brink

Chap. ii. 10. Of everlasting woe.

1 Son of God, thy people shield ! 2 Belshazzar thus, profanely bold,

Must we still thine absence mourn? The Lord of hosts defied ;

Let thy promise be fulfillid,
But vengeance soon his boasts control'd, Thou hast said, “I will return."
And humbled all his pride.

2 Gracious Leader, now appear! 3 He saw a hand upon the wall,

Shine upon us with thy light ! (And trembled on his throne)

Like the spring, when thou art near, Which wrote his sudden dreadful fall Days and suns are doubly bright. In characters unknown.

3 As a mother counts the days 4 Why should he tremble at the view Till her absent son she see, of what he could not read?

Longs and watches, weeps and

prays, Foreboding conscience quickly knew So our spirits long for thee. His ruin was decreed.

4 Come, and let us feel thee nigh, 5 See him o'erwhelm'd with deep distress! Then thy sheep shall feed in peace, His eyes with anguish roll;

Plenty bless us from on high, His looks and loosen'd joints express

Evil from amongst us cease. The terrors of his soul.

5 With thy love, and voice, and aid, 6 His pomp and music, guests and wine,

Thou canst every care assuage ; No more delight afford;

Then we shall not be afraid O sinner! ere this case be thine,

Though the world and Satan rage. Begin to seek the Lord.

6 Thus each day for thee we'll spend, 7 The law, like this hand-writing stands,

While our callings we pursue, And speaks the wrath of God ;*

And the thoughts of such a friend, But Jesus answers its demands,

Shall each night our joy renew. And cancels it with blood.

7 Let thy light be ne'er withdrawn;

Golden days afford us long;

Thus we pray at early dawn,

This shall be our evening song.

The Gourd. Chap. iv. 7.

A Brand plucked out of the Fire. 1 As once for Jonah, so the Lord,

Chap. ii. 1-5.
To soothe and cheer my mournful hours, 1 With Satan, my accuser, near,
Prepard for me a pleasing gourd :

My spirit trembled when I saw
Cool was its shade, and sweet its flowers. The Lord in majesty appear,
2 To prize his gift was surely right;

And heard the language of his law. But through the folly of my heart, 2 In vain I wish'd and strove to hide It hid the giver from my sight,

The tatter'd filthy rags I wore, And soon my joy was turn'd to smart. While my fierce foe insulting cried, 3 While I admir'd its beauteous form,

“See what you

trusted in before !" Its pleasant shade and grateful fruit, 3 Struck dumb, and left without a plea, The Lord displeas'd sent forth a worm heard my gracious Saviour say, Unseen to prey upon the root.

“Know, Satan, I this sinner free, 4 I trembled when I saw it fade,

died to take his sins away. But guilt restrain'd the murm'ring word ; 4 “This is a band which I, in love, My folly I confess'd and pray'd,

To save from wrath and sin design: Forgive my sin, and spare my gourd. In vain thy accusations prove, 5 His wondrous love can ne'er be told: I answer all, and claim him mine."

He heard me, and reliev'd my pain ; 5 At his rebuke the tempter fled;
His word the threatening worm controld, Then he removed my filthy dress;
And bid my gourd revive again.

“Poor sinner, take this robe,” he said, 6 Now, Lord, my gourd is mine no more, “ It is thy Saviour's righteousness.

'Tis thine, who only could'st it raise; 6 “ And see a crown of life prepared: The idol of my heart before,

That I might thus thy head adorn, Henceforth shall flourish to thy praise. I thought no shame or suit"ring hard,

But wore for thee a crown of thorn."

• Co. ii. 14



7 ( how I heard these gracious words!

HYMN LXXIX. They broke and heal'd my heart at once, Praise for the Fountain Constrain'd me to become the Lord's,

1 THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood And all my idol-gods renounce.

Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; 8 Now, Satan, thou hast lost thy aiin,

And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, Against this brand thy threats are vain;

Lose all their guilty stains.
Jesus has pluck'd it from the flame,
And who shall put it in again?

2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see

That fountain in his day;

And there have I, as vile as he,

Wash'd all my sins away.
On one Slone shall be seven Eyes. 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
Chap. iii. 9.

Shall never lose its power, 1 Jesus Christ, the Lord's anointed,

Till all the ransom'd church of God Who his blood for sinners spilt,

Be sav’d to sin no more. Is the stone by God appointed,

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream And the church is on him built: (guilt. Thy flowing wounds supply, He delivers all who trust in him from their Redeeming love has been my theme, 2 Many eyes at once are fixed

And shall be till I die. On a person so divine:

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, Love, with awful justice mixed,

I'll sing thy power to save; In his great redemption shine: (mine! When this poor lisping stamm'ring tongue Mighty Jesus, give me leave to call thee Lies silent in the grave. 3 By the Father's eye approved,

6 Lord, I believe thou hast prepar'd Lo, a voice is heard from heaven,*

(Unworthy though I be) Sinners, this is my beloved,

For me a blood-bought free reward, For your ransom freely given,

A golden harp for me! All offences for his sake shall be forgiven." | 7 'Tis strung, and tuned, for endless years, 4 Angels with their eyes pursued him, t

And form’d by power divine; When he left his glorious throne;

To sound in God the Father's ears
With astonishment they viewed him

No other name but thine.
Put the form of servant on: [known.
Angels worshipp'd him who was on earth un-

MALACHI. 5 Satan and his host amazed,

Saw this stone in Zion laid ;
Jesus, though to death a based,

Bruis’d the subtle serpent's head, f (shed. They shall be mine, saith the Lord.
When, to save us, on the cross his blood he

Chap. iii. 16–18. 6 When a guilty sinner sees him,

1 When sinners utter boasting words, While he looks his soul is heal'd:

And glory in their shame; Soon this sight from anguish frees him,

The Lord, well pleas'd, an ear affords And imparts a pardon seal’d: (veald.

To those who fear his name. May this Saviour be to all our hearts re- 2 They often meet to seek his face, 7 With desire and admiration,

And what they do, or say, All his blood-bought flock behold:

Is noted in his book of grace
Him who wrought out their salvation,

Against another day,
And enclos'd them in his fold ;|| (cold. 3 For they by faith a day descry,
Yet their warmest love and praises are too And joyfully expect,
8 By the eye of carnal reason,

When he, descending from the sky,
Many view him with disdain ;T

His jewels will collect: How will they abide the season,

4 Unnotic'd now, because unknown, When he 'll come with all his train ? (vain. A poor and suffering few; To

escape him then they 'll wish, but wish in He comes to claim them for his own, 9 How their hearts will melt and tremble And bring them forth to view.

When they hear his awful voice ;** 5 With transport then their Saviour's care But his saints he'll then assemble,

And favour they shall prove; As his portion and his choice,

As tender parents guard and spare And receive them to his everlasting joys. The children of their love.

6 Assembled worlds will then discern
71 Tim jii. 16.

The saints alone are blest;
John iii. 15.

When wrath shall like an oven burn,
1 Pet. ii. 7.
** Rev. i. 7.

And vengeance strike the rest.


• Matth. iii. 17. 1 John xii. 31,

1 Psal. cxviii. 22.

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