The Son of God, the Son of man, He had not where to lay his head. 8 But lo! a place he hath prepar'd For me, whom watchful angels keep; Yea, he himself becomes my guard; He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 4 Jesus protects; my fears, begone: What can the rock of ages move! Safe in thine arms I lay me down, Thine everlasting arms of love. 5 While thou art intimately nigh, Who, who shall violate my rest? I lean upon my Saviour's breast. 6 I rest beneath th' Almighty's shade, My griefs expire, my troubles cease; Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stay'd, Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. 7 Me for thine own thou lov❜st to take In time and in eternity; Thou never, never wilt forsake A helpless worm that trusts in thee. 468. 2 S. M. It shall be well with the righteous WHAT cheering words are these! Their sweetness who can tell? In time and to eternity, 'Tis with the righteous well. In ev'ry state secure, Kept by Jehovah's eye, "Tis well with them while life endures, And well when call'd to die, "T'is well when joys arise, 'Tis well when sorrows flow; 4 5 6 "Tis well when darkness veils the skies, "Tis well when on the mount "Tis well when at his throne, 'Tis well when Jesus calls, From earth and sin, arise, Join with the host of virgin souls, 469. 1 Go L. M. 1OD of my life, whose gracious power, Thro' various deaths my soul hath led, Or turn'd aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sinking head! 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, And safe beneath thy wings to rest; But thou art greater than my heart. 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not known; 6 Enlarge my heart to make thee room; Enter, and in me ever stay: The crooked then shall straight become; The darkness shall be lost in day! AND let this feeble body fail, And let it faint or die; My soul shall quit the mournful vale, 2 In hope of that immortal crown, And wipe away his servant's tears, 3 O what hath Jesus bought for me! Rivers of life divine I see, I see a world of spirits bright, what are all my suff'rings here, Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, But let me find them all again 471. 1 (324.) L. M. COURAGE, my soul! while God is near, What enemy hast thou to fear? 2 Tho' thickest dangers crowd my way, 4 In life, his presence is my aid; And turn my darkness into day. 472. 1 MY C. M. God's Presence is Light. Y God, the spring of all my joys, The glory of my brightest days, 2 In darkest shades if he appear, He is my soul's sweet morning star, 3 The opening heavens around me shine While Jesus shows his heart is mine, 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay Run up with joy the shining way: 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death L. M. 473. No Trust in the Creatures; or, Faith Divine Grace and Power. 1 MY spirit looks to God alone; My rock and refuge is his throne. 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, 3 False are the men of high degree, 4 Make not increasing gold your trust, 'He must be fear'd and trusted too." 9 CHRISTIAN IN THE PROSPECT OF DEATH. 474. C. M. Meditations on future Glory. 'TIS sweet to rest in lively hope, |