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Water and bread he'll give for food, With all things else which he sees good. 4 Your sacred hairs, which are so small, By God himself are number'd all; This truth he's publish'd all abroad, That men may learn to trust the Lord. 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, And sends them food as they have need; Although they nothing have in store, Yet as they lack he gives them more. 6 Then do not seek with anxious care, What ye shall eat, or drink, or wear, Your heavenly Father will you feed, He knows that all these things you need. 7 Without reserve give Christ your heart; Let him his righteousness impart; Then all things else he'll freely give; With him you all things shall receive. 8 Thus shall the soul be truly blest, That seeks in God his only rest; May I that happy person be, In time and in eternity.

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Hymn

198.

P. M.

COME NOME on, my partners in distress,

My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your bodies feel: Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celestial hill. Beyond the bounds of time and spaces Look forward to that heavenly place, The saints' secure abode:

On faith's strong eagle-pinions rise,
And force your passage to the skies,
And scale the mount of God.

3 Who suffer with our Master here,
We shall before his face appear,
And by his side sit down;
To patient faith the prize is sure;
And all that to the end endure

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The cross, shall wear the crown.

4 Thrice blessed bliss, inspiring hope,
It lifts the fainting spirits up:
It brings to life the dead!
Our conflicts here shall soon be past,
And you and I ascend at last,
Triumphant with our Head.

5 That great mysterious Deity;
We soon with open face shall see
The beatific sight:
Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise,
And wide diffuse the golden blaze
Of everlasting light.

6 The Father, shining on his throne,
The glorious coeternal Son,

The Spirit one and seven, Conspire our rapture to complete; And lo! we fall before his feet, And silence heightens heaven.

7 In hope of that ecstatic pause, Jesus, we now sustain the cross, And at thy footstool fall,

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Till thou our hidden life reveal,
Till thou our ravish'd spirits fill,
And God is all in all.

Hymn 199. C. М.

1 JESUS, great Shepherd of the sheep,

thee for help we fly:
Thy little flock in safety keep,
For O, the wolf is nigh!

2 He comes, of hellish malice full,
To scatter, tear, and slay;
He seizes every straggling soul
As his own lawful prey.

3 Us into thy protection take,
And gather with thine arm;
Unless the fold we first forsake,
The wolf can never harm.

4 We laugh to scorn his cruel power,
While by our Shepherd's side;
The sheep he never can devour,
Unless he first divide.

5 O do not suffer him to part

The souls that here agree!
But make us of one mind and heart,

us one in thee!

And keep us

6 Together let us sweetly live,
Together let us die:
And each a starry crown receive,
And reign above the sky.

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Hymn 200. P. M.

1 MASTER, I

own thy lawful claim, Thine, wholly thine, I long to be;

Thou seest at last I willing am, Where'er thou goest to follow thee Myself in all things to deny: Thine, wholly thine to live and die. 2 Whate'er my sinful flesh requires, For thee I cheerfully forego, My covetous and vain desires, My hopes of happiness below, My senses and my passions' food, And all my thirst for creature good. -3 Pleasure, and wealth, and praise, no more Shall lead my captive soul astray; My vain pursuits 1 all give o'er, Thee, only thee, resolv'd t' obey: My own in all things to resign, And know no other will but thine.

4 All power is thine in earth and heaven; All fulness dwells in thee alone;

Whate'er I have was freely given; Nothing but sin I call my own: I other property disclaim : Thou only art the great I AM. 5 Wherefore to thee I all resign: Being thou art, and Love, and Power! Thy only will be done, not mine! Thee, Lord, let earth and heaven adore; Flow back the rivers to the sea, • And let our all be lost in thee!

Hymn 201. P. M.

1 CAST on the fidelity

Of my redeeming Lord,

I shall his salvation see
According to his word:
Credence to his word I give,
My Saviour in distresses past,
Will not now his servant leave,
But bring me through at last.
2 Better than my boding fears
To me thou oft hast prov'd;
Oft observ'd my silent tears,
And challeng'd thy belov'd:
Mercy to my rescue flew,

And death ungrasp'd his fainting prey:
Pain before thy face withdrew,
And sorrow fled away.

3 Now as yesterday the same,
In all my troubles nigh,
Jesus, on thy word and name
I steadfastly rely:
Sure as now the grief I feel,
The promis'd joy I soon shall have;

Sav'd again to sinners tell

Thy power and will to save.

4 To thy blessed will resign'd,
And stay'd on that alone,
I thy perfect strength shall find,
Thy faithful mercies own;
Compass'd round with songs of praise,
My all to my Redeemer give;
Spread thy miracles of grace,
And for thy glory live.

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