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6 I rest upon thy word,
The promise is for me;
Shall surely come from thee; V
Nor from my hope remove,
HYMN 177. (111. 3.)
Prayer for Guidance. L'a
Hold me with thy pow'rful hand.
Whence the living waters flow;
Lead me all my journey through.
Be the Lord my righteousness.
Bid my anxious fears subside;
(L. M.) Following the Example of Christ. 1 WH
HENE’ER the angry passions rise,
And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife,
1 2 O how benevolent and kind !
How mild, how ready to forgive!
And these the rules by which we live, 3 To do his heav'nly Father's will
Was his employment and delight;
4 Dispensing good where'er he came,
By his example let us move.
How frail, how apt to turn aside!
We ask thy Spirit for our guide.
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.
O may it all my pow'rs engage
As in thy sight to live,
A strict account to give:
And on thyself rely; }
I shall for ever die.
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Duties. % (13.4 (s. M.)!!!
Phil. iii. 13, 14.
And press with vigour on,
And an immortal crown.
Hold thee in full survey;
And onward urge thy way.
3 'Tis God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine uplifted eye.
And press with vigour on,
(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 ?
Insensible as steel;
To find I cannot feel.
I fain would strive for more;
Seem weaker than before.
When in thy house of pray'r; But still in bondage I am held,
And find no comfort there.
Decide this doubt for me;
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 :
The world can never fill.
Sweet messenger of rest;
And drove thee from my breast.
Whate'er that idol be, L ᄂ
And worship only thee.
Not to live without the cross ;
Sanctifying ev'ry loss.
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?
Trials give new life to pray'r;
vain wishes still'd :
With better hopes be fill’d.
2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'd,
To thee my thoughts would soar :
Thy ruling hand Í see!
Because conferr'd by thee.
In ev'ry pain I bear,
Or seek relief in pray’r.
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;
Walking with God. 1 INCE I've known a Saviour's name,
And sin's strong fetters broke,
Í find his service my reward,
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.
Of living, Lord, to thee,
And here thy goodness see ;