Search, prove my heart-it pants for thee; Oh burst these bonds, and set it free! 2 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my light-be thou my way; No foes, nor danger will I fear,
While thou, my Saviour, God, art near. 3 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of wo, Jesus, thy timely aid impart,
To raise my head-and cheer my heart. 4 Oh let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill,
Where toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, Where all is calm-and all is peace.
1 LORD, through the dubious path of life Thy feeble servant guide! Supported by thy powerful arm, My footsteps shall not slide.
2 Let others, swelled with empty pride, Of wisdom make their boasts; My wisdom and my strength must come From thee, the Lord of hosts.
3 To thee, O my unerring Guide! I would myself resign;
In all my ways acknowledge thee, And form my will to thine.
4 Thus shall each blessing of thy hand Be doubly sweet to me;
In all my griefs I still shall have
A refuge, Lord, in thee.
1 THOU, Lord,through every changing scene, Hast to the saints a refuge been; Through every age, eternal God! Their pleasing home-their safe abode. 2 In thee our fathers sought their rest, And were with thy protection blest; Behold their sons, a feeble race! We come to fill our fathers' place. 3 Through all the thorny paths we tread, Ere we are numbered with the dead,
When friends desert-and foes invade, Be thou our all-sufficient aid!
4 And when this pilgrimage is o'er, And we must dwell on earth no more, To thee, great God! may we ascend, And find an everlasting Friend. 5 To thee our infant race we'll leave; Them may their fathers' God receive; That voices, yet unformed, may raise Succeeding hymns of humble praise.
1 AUTHOR of good-to thee we turn: Thine ever-wakeful eye
Alone can all our wants discern- Thy hand alone supply,
2 Oh let thy love within us dwell, Thy fear our footsteps guide; That love shall vainer loves expel, That fear all fears beside.
3 And oh, by error's force subdued, Since oft, with stubborn will, We blindly shun the latent good, And grasp the specious ill;-
4 Not what we wish-but what we want, Let mercy still supply:
The good we ask not, Father, grant— The ill we ask-deny.
1 GOD of our fathers! by whose hand Thy people still are blest,
Be with us through our pilgrimage, Conduct us to our rest.
2 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide.
3 Oh spread thy sheltering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease,
And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace.
4 Such blessings from thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore;
And thou, the Lord, shalt be our God, And portion evermore.
Scripture Characters and Examples.
1 RISE, O my soul-pursue the path By ancient worthies trod; Aspiring, view those holy men,
Who lived and walked with God.
2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, And in example live;
Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, Still fresh instruction give.
3 'Twas thro' the Lamb's most precious blood, They conquered every foe;
To his almighty power and grace, Their crowns of life they owe.
4 Lord, may I ever keep in view The patterns thou hast given, And ne'er forsake the blessed road, That led them safe to heaven.
1 GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the vail, and see
The saints above-how great their joys! How bright their glories be!
2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.
f1 3 I ask them whence their victory came; They, with united breath,
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death.
4 They marked the footsteps that he trod, (His zeal inspired their breast;) And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest.
5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For his own pattern given,
While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven.
Youth admonished of the Judgment.
1 YE sons of Adam, vain and young, Indulge your eyes-indulge your tongue; Enjoy the day of mirth-but know There is a day of judgment too.
2 God from on high beholds your thoughts; His book records your secret faults; The works of darkness you have done Must all appear before the sun.
Aff 3 Almighty God, turn off their eyes From these alluring vanities; And let the thunder of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord.
1 NOW, in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your Creator, God:
Behold the months come hastening on, When you shall say-'My joys are gone.'
2 Behold, the aged sinner goes, Oppressed with guilt and heavy woes, Down to the regions of the dead, With endless curses on his head.
3 The dust returns to dust again; The soul, in agony of pain,
Ascends to God-not there to dwell, But hears her doom-and sinks to hell.
Aff 4 Eternal King! I fear thy name; Teach me to know how frail I am: And when my soul must hence remove, Give me a mansion in thy love.
582 Youth admonished to remember their Creator. 1 CHILDREN, to your Creator, God, Your early honors pay;
While vanity and youthful blood Would tempt your thoughts astray.
2 Be wise and make his favor sure, Before the mournful day,
When youth and mirth are known no more, And life and strength decay.
3 The memory of his mighty name Demands your first regard; Nor dare indulge a meaner flame, Till you have loved the Lord.
1 WHILE in the tender years of youth, In nature's smiling bloom, Ere age arrive, and trembling wait Its summons to the tomb ;- 2 Remember thy Creator, God; For him thy powers employ; Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, Thy portion, and thy joy.
3 He shall defend and guide thy course Through life's uncertain sea,
Till thou art landed on the shore Of blest eternity.
The Young asking for divine Guidance. 1 FROM earliest dawn of life,
Thy goodness we have shared; And still we live to sing thy praise, By sovereign mercy spared.
2 To learn and do thy will,
O Lord, our hearts incline; And o'er the paths of future life Command thy light to shine.
3 While taught thy word of truth, May we that word receive; And when we hear of Jesus' name, In that blest name believe !
4 Oh let us never tread
The broad, destructive road,
But trace those holy paths which lead To glory, and to God.
1 GREAT Saviour! who didst condescend Young children in thine arms to take, Still prove thyself the children's friend, And save them for thy mercy's sake.'
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