pants the wearied

hart

for cooling

A springs,

That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase,
So pants my soul for Thee, great King of kings,
So thirsts to reach Thy sacred dwelling-place.

Lord, Thy sure mercies, ever in my sight,
My heart shall gladden through the tedious day;
And 'midst the dark and gloomy shades of night,
To Thee, my God, I'll tune the grateful lay.

Why faint, my soul? why doubt Jehovah's aid?
Thy God, the God of mercy still shall prove;
Within His courts thy thanks shall yet be paid:
Unquestioned be His faithfulness and love.

BISHOP LOWTH, A.D. 1787.

(Church Hymnal, No, 661.)

Look up,

DRAW near, my soul, and see this great sight; thy God bleeds for thine iniquities. See Him led like a malefactor, and nailed like a murderer to the cross; and all for thy sake. sinful soul, and love a dying Saviour. Think of His wounds. See His arms thrown open to receive thee. Yes, Lord, I believe that the chastisement of my peace was upon Thee, and that by these stripes I am healed.

How willingly did my Saviour suffer! But why? It was sin that made it needful, even my sin. I look with abhorrence on those who so cruelly dipped their hands in His blood. But if I would know the truth, I must look into my own breast; for there the real murderers dwell. This sinful nature, these vile affections, this deep rebellion against the majesty of Heaven-these brought the Lamb of God to such ignominy, torment, and death.

Here then at His cross, let my self-abhorrence rise. Here let a holy revenge burn within my heart. These His enemies-my sinful desires and lusts-I will bring them forth, and slay them before. Him. Lord, let me keep back nothing from Thee, who gavest Thyself to such suffering for me. Oh, that my head were waters, that I might weep for my sins! Shall I be more sparing of my tears for

Christ, than He was of His blood for me?

Let me then, ever remember my Saviour. He did not forget us. He thought of us in His own extremity. In the garden, on the cross, and in the grave, His lost sheep were still in His mind. He thought of them day and night. thinks of them now in Heaven. that I may never forget His love! And since He has in His mercy prepared a feast for my needy soul, shall I not thankfully partake of it? Shall i not do this in remembrance of Him?

He Oh,

Self-E...mination.

AMI thankful to my Saviour for all that

He has done and suffered for me?

2. When I think of His wounds, is my heart melted?

3. Does the thought of what He en

dured make me feel the exceeding sinfulness of sin?

4. Am I trusting my entire salvation to Christ?

5. Am I willing to bear reproach and suffering for His sake?

6. How should I feel if called to lay down my life for Christ?

7. Do I deny myself, and take up my cross daily?

Resolutions.

IT shall be my earnest endeavour not

to wound my Lord afresh by committing any known sin.

2. When I am despised or spoken against for righteousness' sake, I will meekly bear all, feeling that I am suffering with Christ.

3. I will strive not to be moved by the