? I long to see the Christians join And give to Jesus glory. 3 Come, parents, children, bond and free, And give to Jesus glory? 4 My soul feels happy while I sing: 5 A few more days of pain and wo, And there we 'll give him glory. 6 The awful trumpet soon will sound, 7 Ten thousand thunders then shall roll, 8 Then tears shall all be wiped away; 9 There all the saints shall join in one, 1 TRUSTING IN GRACE AND PROVIDENCE. HYMN 88. C. M. GP counts the of saints, Their groans affect his ears; He has a book for their complaints, 2 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 3 Let those who sow in sadness, wait 1 They shall confess their sheaves are great HYMN 89. C. M. W This trembling house of clay, WHEN languor and disease invade "Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend 3 Sweet to look back, and see my name 4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine Sweet to remember that his blood 5 Sweet in his righteousness to stand, 6 Sweet in his faithfulness to rest, Sweet on his covenant of grace 7 If such the sweetness of the streams, 1 "Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from thee! HYMN 90. P. M. HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word; What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled. 2 In ev'ry condition, in sickness, and health, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth; At home or abroad, on the land, on the sea, "As thy days may demand shall thy strength ever be. 3 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd, I, I am thy God; and will still give thee aid; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 4 "When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of wo shall not thee o'erflow; For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, 5 "When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply; The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 6" E'en down to old age, all my people shall prove My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still on my bosom bé borne. 7 "The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose I will not, I will not, desert to his foes; That soul, though all hell should endeavour to shake, I'll never, no never, no never forsake." HYMN 91. P. M. ZION, afflicted with wave upon wave, save, Surrounded with troubles, with terror dismay'd, With toiling and rowing thy strength is decay'd. Loud roaring, the billows now nigh thee o'er. whelm, But skilful the pilot that sits at the helm; His wisdom conducts thee, his power shall defend, "Tis he all victorious, thy warfare shall end. 2 O fearful, O faithless, in mercy he cries, What though high the surges t'affright thee arise; Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall stand, Through tossings and tempests I'll bring thee to land. Forget thee I will not, I care for thy name, Engrav'd on my heart, it shall ever remain ; The palms of my hands, when I look on, I see The wounds I receiv'd when I suffer'd for thee. 3 The fearful, the faithless, the weak are my care, The helpless, the hopeless, I hear their sad prayer Through great tribulation my people I bring, And when they reach heaven the louder they'll sing. I feel at my heart all thy sighs and thy groans! For thou art most nigh me, my flesh and my bones; In all my afflictions, though great is my pain, They all are most needful, not one is in vain. 4 The day of eternal salvation draws near, When Jesus our leader, will dry every tear, Our bodies and souls shall his glory partake, When the trumpet shall sound, and the nations awake. Fight on ye old soldiers, you'll soon be discharg'd, The war will be ended, your treasure enlarg'd: With singing and shouting, though Jordan may roar, We'll enter fair Canaan and stand on the shore ' HYMN 92. C. M. IN all my Lord's appointed ways My journey I'll pursue: Hinder me not, ye much lov'd saints, 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus leads, 3 Through duty and through trials too, Hinder me not, for I am bound 4 And when my Saviour calls me home, 1 "Hinder me not, come, welcome death, I'll gladly go with thee." HYMN 93. P. M. BEGONE! unbelief, my Saviour is near, By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform; With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, "Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide; Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word he has spoken will surely prevail. 3 His love in time past forbids me to think He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure to bring me quite through. 4 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food, Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then, O how pleasant, the conqueror's song HYMN 94. S. M. HITHER go'st thou, Pilgrim stranger, |