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3 Jesus, our Lord-our only hope,
Before thy throne we bow:
Whence living waters flow.
61 SECOND PART. 8. M. Mornington.
WHEN overwhelmed with grief,
My heart within me dies,
To heaven I lift mine eyes.
That's high above my head,
My shelter and my shade.
Forever I'll abide ;
The refuge where I hide.
62 FIRST PART. L. M. Duke Street.
Trusting in God for Protection.
My rock and refuge is his throne;
62 SECOND PART. C. M. Dunchurch.
ON God, my soul, with patient hope,
Resigned, in silence wait;
Then let my joy be great.
From him my glory springs :
Its rofuge in his wings
3 My rock! my saviour ! my defence !
My everlasting stay!
Nor move my soul away. .
63 First PART. L. P. M. St. Helen's
Delight in God and his Worship.
My early prayers shall otfered be;
Where I refreshing waters want.
Which thy majestic house displays !
My lips shall always speak thy praise,
SECOND PART. L. M. Leyden.
Thou art my hope-my joy-my rest ;
Stand all engaged to make me blest.
Thou art iny father, and my God;
Thy son-thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With early feet I love t' appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face;
And felt the power of sovereign grace.
While I have breath to pray or praise ;
And bless the remnant of my days.
63 THIRD Part. L. M. Alfreton.
O GOD, thou art my God alone;
Early to thee my soul shall cry,
A thirsty land, whose springs are dry.
When I remember on my bed,
Thy guardian wings are round my head.
Dearer than all beside to me;
Or what on earth, compared with thee? f 4 Praise with my heart-my mind-my voice,
For all thy mercy I will give;
My tongue shall bless thee while I live.
63 FOURTH PART. C. M. Lanesboro'.
EARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face;
Without thy cheering grace.
Beneath a burning sky,
And they must drink-or die.
Through all thy temple shine-
repeat that heavenly hour,
Can my best passions move,
As thy forgiving love.
I'll bless my God and king;
And tune my lips to sing.
63 Fifth Part. C. M. Nottingham
"TWAS in the watches of the night,
I thought upon thy power;
Amid the darkest hour.
My soul arose on bigh;
Bring thy salvation nigh.
I walk the heavenly road;
While I commune with God.
The shadow of thy wing; f My heart rejoices in thine
aid, And I thy praises sing.
MY God, permit my tongue
This joy, to call thee mine;
To taste thy love divine.
No relish can afford;
To serve and please the Lord
I call my God to mind;
And all thy dealings ktad.
To thee my spirit flies;
My cheerful hope relies.
My soul in safety keeps;
And he supports my steps.
FIRST PART. L. M. Winchelsea.
Worship of God in his Temple.
In Zion waits—thy chosen seat:
And there our zealous vows complete
Didst always bend thy listening ear,
And at thy gracious throne appear.
Within thy heavenly dwelling lives;
While we, at humbler distance, taste f The vast delight thy temple gives. 65 SECOND PART. L. M. Winchester. mf THE praise of Zion waits for thee,
Great God-and praise becomes thy house; There shall thy saints thy glory see,
And there perform their public vows. р 20 thou, whose inercy bends the skies,
To save when humble sinners pray ; f All lands to thee shall lift their eyes,
And every yielding heart obey.
To Zion's hill-and own their Lord;
Shall see the Saviour's name adored.
THIRD PART. L. M. Duke Street.
Goodness of God in the Seasons.