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2 Other refuge have I none,

Hangs my helpless soul on thee:
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone,

Still support and comfort me; vir
All my trust on thee is stay'd,

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All my hope from thee I bring;
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of thy wing.

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ToW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,

Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! L What more can he say than to you he hath said,

You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled:
2 “Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd,

“I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
“I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,

“Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.
3 “When through the deep waters I call thee to go,

" The rivers of wo shall not thee overflow;
“For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless,

“And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
4 “When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
“My grace all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;

L " The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design

Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine. 5 "The soul that to Jesus hath fled for repose,

“I will not, I will not desert to his foes;
“That soul, though all hell shall endeavour to shake,
“I'll never-no, never-no, never forsake."

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HYMN 145.
ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, ,

Thy better portion trace,
Rise, from transitory things,

Tow'rds heav'n, thy destin'd place:
Sun, and moon, and stars decay,

Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away

To seats prepar'd above.

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2 Cease, my soul, O cease to mourn,

Press onward to the prize;
Soon thy Saviour will return,

To take thee to the skies :
There is everlasting peace,

Rest, enduring rest in heav'n;
There, will sorrow ever cease,

And crowns of joy be giv'n.
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HYMN 146.

(111. 1.) 1 YHILDREN of the heav'nly King,

As we journey, let us sing ; L Sing the Saviour's worthy praise,

Glorious in his works and ways
2 We are trav'lling home to God

In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now, and we

Soon their happiness shall see.
3 Banish'd once, by sin betray'd,

Christ our advocate was made;
Pardon'd now, no more we roam,

Christ conducts us to our home.
4 Lord, obediently we'll go,

Gladly leaving all below;
Only thou our leader be,
And we still will follow thee.
HYMN 147.

(c. M.) 1 THEN I can read my title clear

To mansions in the skies,
I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.
2 Should earth against my soul engage,

And fiery darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,

And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,

Let storms of sorrow fall;
So I but safely reach my home,

My God, my heav'n, my all :
4 There, anchor'd safe, my weary soul

Shall find eternal rest;
Nor storms shall beat, nor billows roll

Across my peaceful breast.

JOX

JOY. .
HYMN 148.

(c. m.) 1 Y is a fruit that will not grow

In nature's barren soil;
All we can boast, till Christ we know,

Is vanity and toil.
2 A bleeding Saviour, seen by faith,

A sense of pard’ning love,
A hope that triumphs over death,

Give joys like those above.
3 These are the joys which satisfy

And purify the mind;
Which make the spirit mount on high,

And leave the world behind.
4 No more, believer, mourn thy lot,

O, thou who art the Lord's,
Resign to those who know him not,
Such joy as earth affords.
HYMN 149.

(s. M.) 1

that love the Lord, I And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord,

And thus surround the throne.
2 Let those refuse to sing

That never knew our God,
But children of the heav'nly King

May speak their joys abroad.
3 The God of heav'n is ours,

Our Father and our love;
His care shall guard life's fleeting hours,

Then waft our souls above.
4 There shall we see his face,

And never, never sin ;
There, from the rivers of his grace, ,

Drink endless pleasures in.
5 Yes, and before we rise

To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss

Should constant joys create.
6 Children of grace have found

Glory begun below:

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Celestial fruits on earthly ground,

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From faith and hope may grow.
7 The hill of Sion yields

A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,

Or walk the golden streets. 8 Then let our songs abound,

And ev'ry tear be dry;
L We're trav'lling through Immanuel's ground,
To fairer world's on high.

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HYMN 150. (111. 3.)
1 ORD, with glowing heart I'd praise thee' (?,
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For the pard’ning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows:

haicu Help, O God, my weak endeavour,

This dull soul to rapture raise;
Thou must light the flame, or never

Can my love be warm’d to praise.
2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,

Wretched wand'rer, far astray;
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee

From the paths of death away;
Praise, with love's devoutest feeling,

Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, L
And, the light of hope revealing,

Bade the blood-stain'd cross appear. 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express :

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Low before thy footstool kneeling,

Deign thy suppliant's pray'r to bless :
Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure,

Love's pure flame within me raise;
And, since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth thy praise.
HYMN 151,

(11. 1.)
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1 ORD, my God, I long to know,

Oft it causes anxious thought;
Do I love thee, Lord, or no?
Am I thine, or am I not?

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2 Could my heart so hard remain,

Pray'r a task and burden prove,
Any duty give me pain,

If I knew a Saviour's love?
3 When I turn mine eyes within,

Oh! how dark, and vain, and wild :
Prone to unbelief and sin,

Can I deem myself thy child ?
4 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,

Find my sin a grief and thrall :
Should I grieve for what I feel,

If I did not love at all ?
5 Could I love thy saints to meet,

Choose the ways I once abhorrd,
Find at times the promise sweet,

If I did not love thee, Lord ?
6 Saviour ! let me love thee more,

If I love at all, I pray:
If I have not lov'd before,
Help me to begin to-day.

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HYMN 152.

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Who reigns enthron'd above;
Ancient of everlasting days

And God of love;
Jehovah, Great I AM,

By earth and heav'n confess'd;
I bow, and bless the sacred name

For ever bless’d.
2 The God of Abra'am praise,

At whose supreme command
From earth I rise, and seek the joys

At his right hand :
I all on earth forsake,

Its wisdom fame and pow'r;
And him my only portion make,

My shield and tow'r.
3 He by himself hath sworn,

I on his oath depend,
I shall, on angel wings upborne,

To heav'n ascend :

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