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6 I rest upon thy word,

The promise is for me;
My succour and salvation, Lord,

Shall surely come from thee; V
But let me still abide,

Nor from my hope remove,
Till thou my patient spirit guide
Into thy perfect love.

HYMN 177. (111. 3.)

Prayer for Guidance. L'a


Pilgrim through this barren land;

I am weak, but thou art mighty ;

Hold me with thy pow'rful hand.
2 Open now the crystal fountains

Whence the living waters flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,

Lead me all my journey through.
3 Feed me with the heav'nly manna
In this barren wilderness;

Be my sword, and shield, and banner;

Be the Lord my righteousness.
4 When I tread the verge of Jordan,

Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side.
HYMN 178.

(L. M.) Following the Example of Christ. 1 WH

HENE’ER the angry passions rise,

And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife,
To Jesus let us lift our eyes,
Bright pattern of the Christian life.

1 2 O how benevolent and kind !

How mild, how ready to forgive!
Be this the temper of our mind,

And these the rules by which we live, 3 To do his heav'nly Father's will

Was his employment and delight;
Humility and holy zeal
Shone through his life divinely bright.

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4 Dispensing good where'er he came,
The labours of his life were love;

Then, if we bear the Saviour's name,

By his example let us move.
5 But, ah! how blind, how weak we are !

How frail, how apt to turn aside!
Lord, we depend upon thy care;

We ask thy Spirit for our guide.
6 Thy fair example may we trace,
To teach us what we ought to be;


vi - Make us, by thy transforming grace, O Saviour, daily more like thee.

HYMN 179. 1 : 3 bar 14

CHARGE to keep I have,

A God to glorify; i.
A never dying soul to save,

And fit it for the sky:
2 From youth to hoary age, 1 sil
I My calling to fulfil: TL L

O may it all my pow'rs engage
1 To do my Master's will.
3 Arm me with jealous care,

As in thy sight to live,
And oh! thy servant, Lord, prepare

A strict account to give:
4 Help me to watch and pray, L

And on thyself rely; }
Assur'd if I my trust betray,'

I shall for ever die.

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HYMN 180.

(c. M.)
Forgetting those things which are behind,&c.

Phil. iii. 13, 14.
1 WAKE, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve,

And press with vigour on,
A heav'nly race demands thy zeal,

And an immortal crown.
2 A cloud of witnesses around,

Hold thee in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,

And onward urge thy way.


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3 'Tis God's all-animating voice

That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize

To thine uplifted eye.
4 Then wake my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve,

And press with vigour on,
A heav'nly race demands thy zeal,

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And an immortal crown.
HYMN 181.

(c. m.) Doubting 1

THE Lord will happiness divine

On contrite hearts bestow; Then tell me, gracious God, is mine

A contrite heart, or no ?
2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain,

Insensible as steel;
If aught is felt, 'tis only pain

To find I cannot feel.
3 My best desires are faint and few,

I fain would strive for more;
But when I cry, “ My strength renew,

Seem weaker than before.
4 I see thy saints with comfort fill'd,

When in thy house of pray'r; But still in bondage I am held,

And find no comfort there.
5 O make this heart rejoice or ache;

Decide this doubt for me;
And if it be not broken, break :
And heal it, if it be.
HYMN 182.

(c. m.)
Desires after renewed holiness.
FOR a closer walk with God,

A calm and heav'nly frame! L A light to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew,

When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view

Of Jesus and his word ?


3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd ;

How sweet their mem'ry still :
But now I feel an aching void

The world can never fill.
4 Return, O holy Dove, return,


Sweet messenger of rest;
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,

And drove thee from my breast.
5 The dearest idol I have known,

Whate'er that idol be, L ᄂ

Help me to tear it from thy throne,

And worship only thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God;
Calm and serene my frame;

So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
HYMN 183.

(111. 1.)
I'TIS my happiness below,

Not to live without the cross ;
But the Saviour's pow'r to know,

Sanctifying ev'ry loss.
2 Trials must and will befall ;

But with humble faith to see

Love inscrib'd upon them all ;

This is happiness to me. 3 Did I meet no trials here,

No chastisement by the way, L

Might I not with reason fear

I should be a cast-away?
4 Trials make the promise sweet ;

Trials give new life to pray'r;
Bring me to my Saviour's feet,
Lay me low, and keep me there.
HYMN 184.

(c. m.)
Habitual Devotion.
1 HILE thee I seek, protecting Pow'r,


vain wishes still'd :
And may this consecrated hour

With better hopes be fill’d.


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2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'd,

To thee my thoughts would soar :
Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd,

I adore.
3/In each event of life, how clear

Thy ruling hand Í see!
Each blessing to my soul more dear,

Because conferr'd by thee.
4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days,

In ev'ry pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,

Or seek relief in pray’r.
5 When gladness wings my favour'd hour,

Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r,

My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear,

The gath'ring storm shall see;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear,
That heart will rest on thee.

HYMN 185.

Walking with God. 1 INCE I've known a Saviour's name,

And sin's strong fetters broke,
Careful without care I am,

Nor feel my easy yoke :
Joyful now my faith to show,

Í find his service my reward,
All the work I do below

Is light, for such a Lord. 2 To the desert or the cell,

Let others blindly fly, In this evil world I dwell, Nor fear its enmity;

E Here I find an house of pray’r,

To which I inwardly retire; Walking unconcern'd in care,

And unconsumed in fire.
3 O that all the world might know

Of living, Lord, to thee,
Find their heav'n begun below,

And here thy goodness see ;

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