4" That throne, that glory, you shall share: "My hands the crown shall give : "And you the sparkling honors wear, "While God himself shall live."
5 Lord, tis 'enough; our souls are fir'd
With courage and with love:
Vain are the assaults of earth and kell,
Our hopes are fixt above.]
He shall overcome at the last....Gen. xlix. 19.
REAT God, thy holy name we praise,
For all thy mercies past;
Tho' foes impede us in thy ways,
We shall o'ercome at last.
2 Should all th' envenom'd troops of hell
Unite our hope to blast;
In Christ 'tis fix'd, this truth we tell,
We shall o'ercome at last.
3 Tho' gloomy death alarm our fears,
And us in darkness cast;
Yet still Jehovah's word declares,
We shall o'ercome at last.
4 Tho' unbelief, that cursed foe,
Attempt to bind us fast;
Christ will not let his purchase go,
We shall o'ercome at last.
5 Jesus, our captain, leads us on,
'Till Jordan's streams are past;
And when we reach our heav'nly home,
We'll sing o'ercome at last.
646. S. M. Heath.
Watch and pray....Matt. xxvi. 41.
Y soul, be on thy guard,
And hosts of sins are pressing hard,
To draw thee from the skies.
O watch, and fight, and pray,
The battle ne'er give o'er ;
Renew it boldly ev'ry day,
And help divine implore.
Ne'er think the vict'ry won,
Nor once at ease sit down:
Thy arduous work will not be done,
'Till thou hast got thy crown.
4. Fight on, my soul, 'till death
Shall bring thee to thy God;
He'll take thee, at thy parting breath,
Up to his blest abode.
647. L. M. Scott.
On the loss of Friends.
HE God of love will sure indulge
The flowing tear, the heaving sigi,
When righteous persons fall around-
When tender friends and kindred die.
2 Yet not one anxious, murm'ring thought
Should with our mourning passions blend
Nor would our bleeding hearts forget
Th' almighty, ever-living friend.
3 Beneath a numʼrous train of ills,
Our feeble flesh and heart may fail;
Yet shall our hope in thee, our God,
O'er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail.
4 Parent and husband, guard and guide,
Thou art each tender name in one;
On thee we cast our ev'ry care,
And comfort seek from thee alone.
5 Our Father God, to thee we look,
Our rock, our portion, and our friend;
And on thy cov'nant-love and truth
Our sinking souls shall still depend,
648. C. M. Hegingbothom, altered. Jesus weeping over Jerusalem....Luke xix. 41.
1 AS Christ approach'd Jerusalem,
And near that city stood,
His eyes beheld her guilty walls,
And wept a sacred flood.
2 And can my eyes, without a tear,
A weeping Saviour see?
Shall I not weep his groans to hear,
Who groan'd and dy'd for me?
3 Blest Jesus, let those tears of thine
Subdue each stubborn foe;
Come, fill my heart with love divine,
And bid my sorrows flow.
[4 But vain will all my sorrows prove
To wash away my sin;
Thy blood, dear Lord, and thine alone,
Can make my conscience clean.]
649. C. M. Beddome & Medley.
Why weepest thou ?.... John xx. 13, 15.
HY, O my soul, why weepest thou?
Tell me from whence arise
Those briny tears which often flow,
Those groans which pierce the skies.
2 Is sin the cause of thy complaint?
Or the chastising rod?
Dost thou an evil heart lament,
And mourn an absent God?
3 Dear Lord, it is for thee alone,
I weep, and seek, and pray;
O take from me this heart of stone,
And chase my fears away.
4 Fain would I weep for nought but sin,
And after none but thee:
O let me from this time begin,
And such a weeper be.
650. L. M. Swain.
Confidence of Heaven....Titus iii. 7. AND may I hope, that when no more
My pulse shall beat with life below,
I shall the God of grace adore,
And all the bliss of glory know?
2 I, who deserve no place but hell,
No portion but devouring fire,
Shall I with Christ, my Saviour, dwell,,
Possess'd of all I now desire?
3 Will Jesus own a wretch like me?
And tell to saints and angels round,
That when he suffer'd on the tree,
My sins augmented ev'ry wound?
4 He will!-I read it in his word,
And in my heart the witness feel ;
I shall be with, and like my Lord,
Tho' sin oppose, in league with hell.
5 I shall be with him, when he comes
Triumphant down the pathless skies;
And when his voice breaks up the tombs,
Among his children I shall rise.
Works vain, as to merit......Mic. vi. 6—8.
WOW shall I come before the Lord,
Or bow before his throne?
Or how procure his kind regard!
Or for my guilt atone?
2 Shall altars flame, and victims bleed, And spicy fumes ascend?
Will these my earnest wish succeed,
And make my God my friend?
3 Should thousand rams in flames expire,
Would these his favour buy?
Or oil, that should, for holy fire,
Ten thousand streams supply?
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4 With trembling hands, and bleeding heart,
Should I my offspring slay;
Would this a cheerful hope impart,
Or purge my guilt away?
5 Ah! no, my soul, 'twere fruitless all;
Such victims bleed in vain;
No fatlings, from the field or stall,
Such favor can obtain !
6 None, but a dying Saviour's blood,
Can all thy guilt remove;
This plead, my soul, before thy God,
And sing redeeming love.
Vanities of the World....Psalm iv. 6, 7..
BEGONE, ye gilded vanities,
seek substantial good:
To real bliss my wishes rise....
The favor of my God.
2 Thy smiles immortal joys impart,
Heav'n dawns in ev'ry ray :
One glimpse of thee will cheer my heart,
And turn my night to day.
3 Not all the good which earth bestows,
Can fill the craving mind:
Its highest joys have mingled woes,
And leave a sting behind,
4 Should boundless wealth increase my store, Can wealth my cares beguile?
I should be wretched still, and poor,
Without thy blissful smile.
[5 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine,
My life and death attend ;
Thy presence thro' my journey shine,
And crown my journey's end.]
6 Grant, O my Father, and my God,
This sweet, this one request,
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