When shall I be delivered-
From this vain world of sin,
And with my blessed Jesus,
Drink endless pleasures in?
2 But now I am a soldier,
My captain's gone before,.
He's given me my orders,
And bid me not give o'er ;
And since he has prov'd faithful,
A righteous crown he'll give,
And all his valiant soldiers
Eternal life shall have.
3. Through grace, I am determined
To conquer, though I die :
And then away to Jesus,
On wings of love, I'll fly.
Farewell to sin and sorrow,
I bid you all adieu;
And, O my friends prove
And on your way pursue.
4 And if you meet with troubles
And trials on your way,
Then cast your care on Jesus,
And don't forget to pray.
Gird on the heavenly armour
Of faith, and hope, and love;
Then when the combat's ended,
He'll
carry you above.
5 O do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend :
And if you want more knowledge,
He'll not refuse to lend.
Neither will he upbraid you,
Though oft'ner you request;
He'll give you grace to conquer,
And take you home to rest.
6 And when the last loud trumpet:
Shall rend the vaulted skies,
And bid the entomb'd millions,
From their cold beds arise.
Our ransom'd dust, revived,
Bright beauties shall put on,
And soar to the blest mansion,
Where our redeemer's gone.
7 Our eyes shall then with rapture
The Saviour's face behold;
Our feet, no more diverted,
Shall walk the streets of gold;
Our ears shall hear with transport,
The hosts celestial sing;
Our tongues shall chant the glories
Of our immortal king.
The Heavenly mariner
HROUGH tribulation's deep,
The way to glory is,
This stormy course I keep,
On these tempestuous seas. By waves and winds I'm tost and driven, Freighted with grace and bound to heaven.
2 Sometimes temptations blow A dreadful hurricane,
And high the waters flow,
And o'er the sides break in ; But still my little ship outbraves ·
The blust'ring winds, and surging waves.
3 When I in my distress,
My anchor, hope can cast
Within thy promises,
Safely she then at anchor rides,
'Midst stormy blasts and swelling tides.
4 If a dead calm ensues,
And heaven no breezes give,
The oar of prayer I use,
I tug and toil and strive!
Through storms and calms for many a day,
I make but very little way.
5 But when a heavenly breeze Springs up and fills my sail, My vessel goes with ease
Before the pleasant gale,
And runs as much an hour, or more,
As in a month or two before.
6 Hid by the clouds from sight,
The sun does not appear,
Nor can I in the night
Behold the moon or star:
Sometimes for days and weeks, or more,-
I cannot see the sky or shore.
7 As at the time of noon,
My quadrant, faith, I take,
To view my Christ my sun,
If he the clouds should break,
I'm happy when his face 1 see,
I know then whereabouts I be,
The Bible is my chart;
By it the seas I know;
I cannot with it part,
It rocks and sands doth show ;
It is a chart and compass too,
Whose needle points forever true.
9 I keep aloof from pride,
Those rocks I pass with care;
I studiously avoid
The whirlpool of despair;
Presumption's quicksands too I shun,
Near them I do not choose to run.
10 When through a strait I
Or near some coast am drove,
The plummet forth I throw,
And thus my safety prove;
My conscience is the line which I
Fathom the depth of water by.
11 My vessel would be lost
In spite of all my care,
But that the Holy Ghost
Himself vouchsafes to steer:
And I through all my voyages will
Depend upon my steersman's skill.
12 Ere I can reach heav'n's coast,
I must a-gulf pass through,
Which fatal proves to most;
For all this passage go.
But all death's waves can't me o'erwhelin,
If God himself is at the helm.
13 When through this gulf I get,
Though rough it is but short,
The pilot angels meet,
And bring me into port:
And when I land on that blest shore,
I shall be safe for evermore.
A new Farewell Hymn..
AREWELL, dear friends,
I must be gone,
I have no home nor stay with you;
I'll take my staff and travel on,
Till I a better world do view;
Farewell, farewell, farewell,
My loving friends farewell.
2 Farewell my friends, time rolls along,
Nor waits for mortal's care or bliss ;
I leave you here and travel on,
Till I arrive where Jesus is.
Farewell, &c.
3 Farewell my brethren in the Lord,
Το
you I'm bound in cords of love ;.
Yet we believe his gracious word,
And soon we all shall meet above.
Farewell, &c.
4 Farewell old soldiers of the cross,
You've struggled long and hard for heaven;
You've counted all things here but dross,
Fight on, the crown shall soon be given,
Fight on, fight on, fight on,
The crown shall soon be given.
5 Farewell ye blooming sons of God,
Sore conflicts yet await for you:
Yet dauntless keep the heavenly road,
Till Canaan's happy land you view.
Farewell, &c.
6 Farewell poor careless sinners too,
It grieves my heart to leave you here,
Eternal
waits for you;
O turn and find salvation near.
O turn, O turn, O turn,
And find salvation near.
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