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(L. B. 316.] 8 lines 7 & 6. Lo! I come with joy, to do

The Master's blessed will;
Him in outward works pursue,

And serve his pleasure still:
Faithful to my Lord's commands,
I still would choose the better part-
Serve, with careful Martha's hands,

And loving Mary's heart. 2 Careful without care I am,

Nor feel my happy toil;
Kept in peace in Jesus' name,

Supported by his smile:
Joyful thus my faith to show,
I find his service my reward;
Every work I do below,

I do it to the Lord.
3 Thou, O Lord, in tender love,

Dost all my burdens bear;
Lift my heart to things above,

And fix it ever there;
Calm on tumult's wheel I sit,
'Midst busy multitudes alone;
Sweetly waiting at thy feet,

Till all thy will be done. 4 O that all the art


Of living thus to thee;
Find their heaven begun below,

And here thy glory see:
Walk in all the works prepared
By thee to exercise their grace;
Till they gain their full reward,

And see thy glorious face.


[L. B. 317.] 6 lines 8. CAPTAIN of Israel's host, and Guide Of all who seek the land above,

Beneath thy shadow we abide,
The cloud of thy protecting love:
Our strength thy grace, our rule thy word,

Our end the glory of the Lord. 2 By thy unerring Spirit led,

We shall not in the desert stray;
We shall not full direction need,
Or miss our providential way;
As far from danger as from fear,
While Love, Almighty Love, is near.




[s. B. 268.] 4 lines 6 & 2-8.
JESUS, at thy command,
I launch into the deep;
And leave my native land,

Where sin lulls all asleep;
For thee I fain would all resign,

And sail to heaven with thee and thine. 2 What though the seas are broad;

What though the waves are strong;
What though temptations loud

Distress me all along!
Yet what are seas and

stormy wind, Compared with Christ, the sinner's Friend? 3 Christ is my Pilot wise;

My compass is his word:
My soul each storm defies,

While I have such a Lord;
I trust his faithfulness and power,

To save me in the trying hour.
4 By faith I see the land,
The haven of endless rest;

My soul, thy wings expand,

And fly to Jesus' breast:
O may I reach the heavenly shore,

Where winds and seas distress no more! 5 Come, heavenly Wind, and blow

A prosperous gale of grace,
To waft from all below,
To heaven, my destined place:

: Then, in full sail, my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind.


C. M. The northern pole, and southern, rest

On God's supporting hand; Darkness and day, from east to west,

Move round at his command. 2 He bids the liquid waters flow

To their appointed deep;
The flowing seas their limits know,

And their own station keep.
3 Thy words the raging winds control,

And rule the boisterous deep;
Thou makest the sleeping billows roll,

The rolling billows sleep.
4 Rejoice, ye seamen, in the Lord;

This work belongs to you;
Sing of his name, his ways, his word,

How holy, just, and true. 623.

C. M.
A SHIPWRECK'd world bestrews the shores

Of vast eternity;
While Sinai's thundering tempest roars

Man's endless destiny. 2 Wreck'd in the storm which sin has raised,

The whole creation groans;

While fiery hills their lightnings blaze,

'Mid nature's dying moans. 3 But grace,-what wondrous grace has done!

Sinners, be not afraid;
God loved the world, and gave his Son,

And Christ the storm allay'd.
4 Here's refuge from the furious blast:

To Christ let sinners steer:
On him be my soul's anchor cast;

Millions have harbour'd here.




[s. B. 145.] C. M.
RELIGION is the chief concern,

Of mortals here below;
May I its great importance learn:

Its sovereign virtue know.
2 Religion should our thoughts engage,

Amidst our youthful bloom; "Twill fit us for declining age,

And for the awful tomb.
30 may my heart, by grace renew'd,

Be my Redeemer's throne;
And be my stubborn will subdued,

His government to own.
4 Let deep repentance, faith, and love,

Be join'd with godly fear; And all my conversation prove

My heart to be sincere. 5 Preserve me from the snares of sin,

Through my remaining days;

And in me let each virtue shine

To my Redeemer's praise.
6 Let lively hope my soul inspire;

Let warm affections rise:
And may I wait with strong desire,

To mount above the skies. 625.

C. M. RELIGION is a glorious light,

For man's salvation given: Faith's guiding lamp thro' nature's night;

It came from, leads to, heaven. 2 It beams in every sacred page

Of God's eternal truth; Illuminates the path of age,

And lights the steps of youth. 3 Religion—'tis to feel within,

Our stubborn wills subdued; The conscience purified from sin;

The evil heart renew'd. 4 Religion thus directs through time

The soul to joys above; Unveils eternity sublime,

To faith, and hope, and love. 5 O God! instruct us in the strife,

To win the Christian's prize:The crown of everlasting life,

The mansion of the skies. 6 Creator, Saviour, Father-thine

Are all our youthful powers; Make faith, and hope, and love divine,

Make pure Religion ours. 十 626.

S. M.
THERE is a precious day;
In youth that day is ours,

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