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“ For from the top of the rocks I see him."
Numb. xxiii. 9.
1 METHINKS I stand upon the rock
Upon the scene below:
Whom God has favour'd so.
2 Their toils have almost reach'd a close,
Within the promis'd land :
Where Israel soon shall stand.
3 Fair emblem of a better rest,
Beyond material space!
And long to reach the place.
And makes their sorrows cease:
In everlasting peace.
5 Sweet hope! it makes the coward brave; It makes a freeman of the slave,
And bids the sluggard rise: It lifts a worm of earth on high ; Provides him wings, and makes him fly
To mansions in the skies.
HYMN 126. C. M.
/ “ Thou, God, seest me."-Gen. xvi. 13. 1 ALMIGHTY GOD, thy piercing eye
Strikes through the shades of night, And our most secret actions lie
All open to thy sight.
Nor wicked word we say,
Against the judgment day. 3 And must the crimes that I have done,
Be read and publish'd there;
While men and angels hear? 4 Lord, at thy feet asham'd I lie;
Upward I dare not look :
And blot them from thy book. 5 Remember all the dying pains
That my Redeemer felt;
And answer for my guilt.
6 O may
I now for ever fear
HYMN 127. “Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift.”--2Cor.ix.15, 1 BlEst be the wisdom and the pow'r,
The justice and the grace,
And save our ruin'd race.
And from his glory fell;
To death, and near to hell.
To take our flesh and blood :
Which we have disobey'd :
And our full ransom paid.
Behold him rais'd on high :
Transgressors doom'd to die.
And, by his pow'r divine,
Of Satan and of sin.
Escape for thy life.”—Gen. xix. 17. 1 Why should I
yet too soon To seek for heaven or think of death?” A flower may fade before 'tis noon,
And I this day may lose my breath. 2 If this rebellious heart of mine
Despise the gracious calls of Heaven, I may be hardened in my sin,
And never have repentance given. 3 What if the Lord grow wroth and swear,
While I refuse to read and pray,
To all my groans another day! 4 What if his dreadful anger burn,
While I refuse his offered grace;.
And strike me dead upon the place! 5 'Tis dangerous to provoke a God!
His power and vengeance none can tell : One stroke of his Almighty rod
Shall send young sinners quick to hell. 6 Then 'twill for ever be in vain
To cry for pardon and for grace ;
J. DAVENPORT, Printer, Lawton-street, Liverpool.