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3 He, who shuns the sinner's road,
Loving those who love their God;
Treads the path by thee ordained ;-
Not in aught himself hath done :-
First PART. L. M. Ellenthorpe.
Humility of a good Man.
For succor to thy throne I flee,
My goodness cannot reach to thee.
How empty and how poor I am:
Nor add new glories to thy name.
Some profit by the good I do;
These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth,
And give their hours to noise and wine: I love the men of heavenly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine.
16 SECOND PART. L. M. St. Paul's.
Hope of the Resurrection.
His arm is my almighty prop;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope.
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
Nor lose thy children in the grave.
3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,
Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
Up to thy throne above the sky.
16 THIRD PART. L. M. Tallis' Ev. Hymn.
Delight in God and his people.
Who art the refuge of the just;
For in thine arm alone I trust.
I view with pleasure and delight;;
I cast with horror from my sight.
Whose guilt their sorrow multiplies;
Nor join their bloody sacrifice.
'Tis he, who shall my lot maintain; His bounty makes my cup o'erflow,
And frees my anxious soul from pain.
The path of endless life display;
Which neither languish nor decay.
16 FOURTH PART. C. M. Medford. 1 LET heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
Where God is truly known.
He fills my daily cup;
But more rejoice in hope.
His counsels are my light;
And keeps me safe by night.
mp4 My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing eye;
While such a friend is nigh.
Which to thy presence lead;
And joys that never fade.
FIFTH PART. CM. Dundee.
Hope of the Resurrection.
He bears my courage up;.
My flesh shall rest in hope.
Where souls departed are:
To see corruption there.
And raise me to thy throne;
Thy presence joys unknown.
FIRST PART. L. M. Nermarket.
My faith, my patience, and my love;
They are the sword-the hand is thine.
'Tis all the happiness they know;
And leave the rest among their heirs.
I shall behold thy blissful face,
p 4 This life's a dream-an empty show;
But that bright world to which I go,
When shall I wake, and find me there?
I shall be near, and like my God;
The sacred pleasures of my soul.
Til the last trumpet's joyful sound:
17 SECOND Part. S. M. Dover. 1 ARISE, my gracious God,
And make the wicked flee;
To drive thy saints to thee.
His haughty words are vain
And all beyond is pain.
And boast of all his store;
My soul can wish no more.
Of my forgiving God;
Washed in my Saviour's blood.
FIRST PART. L. M.
Strength and Protection from Jehovah.
Jehovah! thee my strength I claim;
mp 2 My God! thy names of grace impart
The strength that cheers my fainting heart:
Thine arm the buckler o'er my head.
Which wrought salvation for my soul?
Nor earth, nor hell, shall pluck me thence. 4 Thou, gracious Lord, hast heard my cries;
Beyond our praise thy glories rise;
18 SECOND PART. L. M.
Uxbridge. mf 1 THEE will I love, O Lord, my strength,
My rock, my tower, my high defence;
For I have found salvation thence.
Stood round me with their dismal shade;
And made my sinking soul afraid.
When I could scarce believe him mine;
And proved his saving grace divine.
That terrible, that joyful hour;
Due to his mercy and his power.
18 THIRD PART. L. M. Alfreton.
Hast made thy truth and love appear;
And thou hast owned my righteous cause. 2 What sore temptations broke my rest !
What wars and strugglings in my breast !