2 Lonely I no longer roam,

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;
Where you dwell shall be my home,
Where you die shall be my grave:
Mine, the God whom you adore,
Your Redeemer shall be mine;
Earth can fill my heart no more,
Every idol I resign.

3 Tell me not of gain or loss,

Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and power;
Welcome, poverty and cross,
Shame, reproach, affliction's hour:
"Follow me!" I know the voice,
Jesus, Lord, Thy steps I see
Now I take Thy yoke by choice,'
Light Thy burden now to me.

8.7.

408 We have left all, and have fol

1

lowed Thee.-Mark 10, 28.

JESUS, I my cross have taken,

All to leave, and follow Thee;

Naked, poor, despised, forsaken;
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be.
Let the world despise and leave me;
They have left my Saviour too;
Human hearts and looks deceive me-
Thou art not, like them, untrue.

2 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure,
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain:
In Thy service pain is pleasure;
With Thy favour, loss is gain:
I have called Thee, Abba, Father!'
I have set my heart on Thee;
Storms may howl, and clouds maygather,
All must work for good to me.

3 Man may trouble and distress me,
"Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh! tis not in grief to harm me,
While Thy love is left to me;
Oh! 'twere not in joy to charm me
Were that joy unblest by Thee.

4 Thus I haste from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer;

Heaven's eternal day before me,

Thine own hand shall guide me there. Soon shall close my earthly mission, Soon shall pass my pilgrim days, Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

THE CHRISTIAN LIFE:

FAITH IN GOD.

S.M.

409 By grace are ye saved through

faith.-Eph. 2, 8.

1 F Where'er it is bestowed,

AITH, tis a precious grace

2

It boasts of a celestial birth,

And is the gift of God.

Jesus it owns as King,

And all-atoning Priest;

It claims no merit of its own,
But looks for all in Christ.

3 On Him it safely leans

In times of deep distress;

Flies to the fountain of His blood,
And trusts His righteousness.

4 All through the wilderness
It is our strength and stay;
Nor can we miss the heavenly road,
While it directs our way.

5

Lord, tis Thy work alone,

And that divinely free;

Send down the Spirit of Thy Son
To work this faith in me.

C.M.

410 I live by the faith of the Son of

God. Gal. 2, 20.

"Y Jesus, while in mortal flesh
I hold my frail abode,

Still would my spirit rest on Thee,
Its Saviour, and its God.

2 By hourly faith in Thee I live,
Midst all my griefs and snares;
And death, encountered in Thy sight,
No form of horror wears.

3 On Thy dear cross I fix mine eyes,
Then raise them to Thy seat:
Till love dissolves my inmost soul,
At its Redeemer's feet.

4 Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms; Be dead to every sin;

And tell the boldest foes without,
That Jesus reigns within.

5 My life with His connected stands,
Nor asks a surer ground:

He keeps me in His gracious arms,
Where heaven itself is found.

6.4.

411 Be not afraid, only believe.—Mark

5, 36.

1 MY faith looks up to Thee,

2

3

4

Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Saviour divine!

Now hear me while I pray,
Take all my guilt away;
O may I from this day
Be wholly Thine.

May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire;

As Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee,
Pure, warm, and changeless be,
A living fire.

While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my Guide;

Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray

From Thee aside.

When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold sullen stream
Shall o'er me roll,

Blest Saviour, then in love,
Fear and distrust remove;

O bear me safe above,

A ransomed soul!

7.6.

412 The Lamb of God, which taketh away

the sin of the world.-John 1, 29. LAY my sins on Jesus,

I The spotless Lamb of God,

He bears them all and frees us
From the accursed load;
I bring my guilt to Jesus,
To wash my crimson stains
White in His blood most precious,
Till not a spot remains!

2 I lay my wants on Jesus,
All fulness dwells in Him;
He heals all my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem;
I lay my griefs on Jesus,

My burdens and my cares,
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrows shares.
3 I rest my soul on Jesus,

This weary soul of mine,
His right hand me embraces,
I on his breast recline;
I love the name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;
Like fragrance on the breezes,
His name abroad is poured.
4 I long to be like Jesus,

Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus,
The Father's holy child!
I long to be with Jesus,

Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints His praises,
To learn the angels' song.

L.M.

413 In quietness and in confidence

shall be your strength.-Isa. 30, 15.

1 BENEATH Thy wing, O God, I rest, Thy shadow safely lie,

By Thine own strength in peace possest,
While dreaded evils pass me by.

2 With strong desire I here can stay
To see Thy love its work complete;
Here can I wait a long delay,
Reposing at my Saviour's feet.

3 My place of lowly service too, Beneath that sheltering wing I see; For all the work I have to do

Is done through strengthening trust in
Thee.

4 In faith and patience is repose,
In faith and rest my strength shall be,
And when Thy joy the church o'erflows,
I know that it will visit me.

L.M.

414 Because I live, ye shall live alз0.—

1

WH

John 14, 19.

WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus, to Thee I lift mine eyes,

To Thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 Art Thou not mine, my living Lord? And can my hope, my comfort die, Fixed on Thine everlasting word; That word which built the earth and sky?

3 If my immortal Saviour lives,
Then my immortal life is sure;
His word a firm foundation gives:
Here let me build and rest secure.
4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell;
Immovable the promise stands;
Not all the powers of earth, or hell,
Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands."
5 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose!
If Jesus is for ever mine,

Not death itself, that last of foes,
Shall break a union so divine.

415

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7.6.

Fear not, little flock.-Luke 12, 32.

IN heavenly love abiding,

No change my heart shall fear,
And safe is such confiding,
For nothing changes here.

The storm may roar without me,
My heart may low be laid,
But God is round about me,
And can I be dismayed?