4 Though all the flocks and herds were dead, My soul a famine need not dread, For Jesus is my living bread. 5 I know not what may soon betide, 6 Though sin would fill me with distress. 7 Though faint my prayers, and cold my love, My steadfast hope shall not remove, While Jesus intercedes above. 8 Against me earth and hell combine, But on my side is power divine; Jesus is all, and he is mine. HYMN XLVII. The Hidden Life. 1 To tell the Saviour all my wants, Nor less to praise him when he grants 2 My lab'ring spirit vainly seeks With how much tenderness he speaks, 3 Nor were it wise, nor should I choose, Like precious wines, their taste they lose, 4 But this, with boldness, I proclaim, Nor care if thousands hear, Sweet is the ointment of his name, 5 And can you frown, my former friends, And blame the song that thus commends 6 Trust me, I draw the likeness true, HYMN XLVIII. Joy and Peace in Believing. With healing in his wings; 2 In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue And find it ever new: C. [BOOK III E'en let the unknown to-morrow* 3 It can bring with it nothing, Will give his children bread. His praise shall tune my voice; Those who love thee as they pass Or when they wait on thee! 3 Those the comforts I possess, Which God shall still increase; HYMN L. The Christian. C 4 Inferior honours he disdains, Nor stoops to take applause from earth, The King of kings himself maintains The expenses of his heavenly birth. 5 The noblest creature seen below, Ordain'd to fill a throne above; God gives him all he can bestow, His kingdom of eternal love! 6 My soul is ravish'd at the thought! Methinks from earth I see him rise! Angels congratulate his lot, And shout him welcome to the skies! C. HYMN LI. Lively Hope and Gracious Fear. 2 But God has breath'd upon a worm, Wings, such as clothe an angel's form, The wings of joy and love. 3 With these to Pisgah's top I fly, The length and breadth of all the plain, 5 How glorious is my privilege! I stand upon a mountain's edge, 6 Though much exalted in the Lord, HYMN LII. Confidence. 1 YES! since God himself has said it, He is strong, and can fulfil, He would fain destroy my hope, C. 3 Sure the Lord thus far has brought me, By his watchful tender care; Sure 'tis he himself has taught me 4 True, I've been a foolish creature, And have sinn'd against his grace, But forgiveness is his nature, Though he justly hides his face: Ere he called me, well he knew* What a heart like mine would do. 5 In my Saviour's intercession Therefore I will still confide! Lord, accept my free confession, I have sinn'd, but thou hast died:† This is all I have to plead, This is all the plea I need. HYMN LIII. Peace Restored. 1 OH! speak that gracious word again, 2 And canst thou still vouchsafe to own And may I still approach thy throne, 3 O, then, let saints and angels join, The grace that heal'd a breach like mine, 4 How oft did Satan's cruel boast 5 Guilt made me fear, lest all were true But now the Lord appears in view, 6 My Saviour, by his powerful word, 7 Dear Lord, I wonder and adore! HYMN LIV. Hear what he has done for my Soul. 1 SAV'D by blood, I live to tell To my heart the Saviour spoke; * Isa. xlviii. 8. ↑ Rom. viii. 34. 1 Psalm lxxi. 11. "Fear not, I my blood have spilt, "Twas for such as thee I died." 3 Shame and wonder, joy and love, All at once possess'd my heart; Can I hope thy grace to prove After acting such a part? "Thou hast greatly sinn'd," he said, "But I freely all forgive; I myself thy debt have paid, Now I bid thee rise and live." 4 Come, my fellow-sinners, try, HYMN LV. 1 WHILE I liv'd without the Lord, 2 Empty hopes and groundless fear 4 When a sense of sin and thrall 5 "Cast," he said, "on me thy care,* HYMN LVI. Humiliation and Praise. (Imitated from the German.) 1 WHEN the wounded spirit hears The voice of Jesus' blood, Psalm lv 22. 1 Peter v. 7. How the message stops the tears Which else in vain had flowed: Renew'd and reconcil'd. 2 Oh! 'twas grace indeed to spare 3 If, in one created mind, The tenderness and love A heart so vile as mine. The thought my spirit grieves. And plead thy righteousness. HYMN LVII. For the Poor. 1 WHEN Hagar found the bottle spent,* A message from the Lord was sent 2 Should not Elijah's cake and cruiset A gracious God will not refuse 3 His saints and servants shall be fed, "Bread shall be given them," as he said, 4 Repasts far richer they shall prove, 5 To Jesus, then, your trouble bring, C. * Gen. xxi. 19. ↑ 1 Kings xvii. 14. Isa. xxxiii. 16 HYMN LVIII. Home in View. 1 As when the weary trav'ller gains The height of some o'erlooking hill, His heart revives, if cross the plains He eyes his home, though distant still. 2 While he surveys the much-lov'd spot, He slights the space that lies between; His past fatigues are now forgot, Because his journey's end is seen. 3 Thus, when the christian pilgrim views, By faith, his mansion in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize: 4 The thought of home his spirit cheers, No more he grieves for troubles past; Nor any future trial fears,* So he may safe arrive at last. 5 'Tis there, he says, I am to dwell With Jesus, in the realms of day; Then I shall bid my cares farewell, And he will wipe my tears away. 6 Jesus, on thee our hope depends, To lead us on to thine abode: Assur'd our home will make amends SIMILAR HYMNS. Book I. Hymn 4, 7, 9, 11, 25, 35, 36, 39, 41, 46, 47, 48, 70, 95, 128, 132. Book II. Hymn 45, 46, 47. V. DEDICATION AND SURRENDER. HYMN LIX. Old Things are passed away. 1 LET worldly minds the world pursue, Once I admir'd its trifles too, 2 Its pleasures now no longer please, Far from my heart be joys like these, 3 As by the light of op'ning day 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, His name, and love, and gracious voice, 5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone, But may I hope that thou wilt own • Acts xx. 24 6 Yes! though of sinners I 'm the worst, I cannot doubt thy will; For if thou hadst not lov'd me first, HYMN LX. The Power of Grace. 1 HAPPY the birth where grace presides, In wisdom's paths the soul she guides, 2 Since I have known the Saviour's name, I thirst for gold no more. 3 Plac'd by his hand in this retreat, And see that all the world calls great, 4 Since he has rank'd my worthless name Let the mad world who scoff at them, Revile and hate me too. 5 0 thou, whose voice the dead can raise, And teach the dumb to sing thy praise! 6 Thy wond'ring saints rejoice to see And point, and say, "How chang'd is he, 7 Grace bid me live, and taught my tongue To aim at notes divine; And grace accepts my feeble song; HYMN LXI. My Soul thirsteth for God. 1 I THIRST, but not as once I did, 3 I want that grace that springs from thee, 4 Dear fountain of delight unknown! 5 For sure, of all the plants that share * Jer. xxxi. 3. C. HYMN LXII. Love constraining to Obedience. 2 How long beneath the law I lay But toil'd without success. 3 Then, to abstain from outward sin Was more than I could do; Now, I feel its power within, I feel I hate it too. 4 Then all my servile works were done, 5 What shall I do, was then the word, 6 To see the law by Christ fulfill'd, Yet pierc'd by sin, the serpent's tooth, 3 Had I a throne above the rest, Would mourn, were he condemn'd to wear 5 But, oh! no foe invades the bliss, C. Changes a slave into a child,* And duty into choice. HYMN LXIII. C. HYMN LXV. The Child.* 1 QUIET, Lord, my froward heart, From distrust and envy free, The Heart healed and changed by Mercy. 2 What thou shalt to-day provide, 1 SIN enslav'd me many years, And led me bound and blind; Came swarming o'er my mind. And make the Lord my friend? 2 Friends and ministers said much The gospel to enforce ; But my blindness still was such, Much I fasted, watch'd, and strove, 3 Thus, afraid to trust his grace, Till, despairing of my case, Then my stubborn heart he broke. By a simple word he spoke, "Thy sins are done away." HYMN LXIV. Hatred of Sin. C. 1 HOLY Lord God! I love thy truth, Nor dare thy least commandment slight, Rom. iii. 31. Let me as a child receive; 'Tis enough that thou wilt care, 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own; Let me thus with thee abide, As my Father, guard, and guide. When the sons of God shall prove HYMN LXVI. True Happiness. 1 Fix my heart and eyes on thine! * Peal. cxxxi. 2; Matt. xviii. 3, 4 |