355 L.M. Strong consolation.-Heb. O, 18. Satan strove God! And Jesus seals it with His blood. And fills all heaven with endless praise. 3 Amidst temptations sharp and long, My soul to this dear refuge flies. While tempests blow, and billows rise. unchanging God Lays the foundation of my hope In oaths, and promises, and blood. 356 104th. troubles assail, The Lord will provide. Or storehouse are fed; The Lord will provide. 3 His call we obey, Like Abram of old, 357 4 No strength of our own, Or goodness we claim: 8.7.8.7.7.7. out of My hand.- John 10, 28. 1 CLOUD YLOUDS and darkness round about Thee Jesus ! full of truth and grace; None shall pluck me from Thy hand. 2 O rebuke me not in anger! Suffer not my faith to fail! O'er my struggling heart prevail; None shall pluck me from Thy hand 3 In my heart Thy word I cherish, Though unseen, Thou still art near, What have I to do with fear? LM. 358 48 thy days, so shal thy strength be.- Deut. 33, 25. 1 , , Thy Saviour's gracious promise His faithful word declares to thee [hear; That, as thy day thy strength shall be. 2 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong, And if the conflict should be long, For, as thy day, thy strength shall be. 3 Should persecution rage and flame, Still trust in thy Redeemer's name; 4 When called to bear the weighty cross Christ's presence shallthy fears subdue; 10, 28. O.M. 359 They shall never perish.—John 1 OUR UR God, how firm His promise stands, E'en when He hides His face! He trusts in our Redeemer's hands His glory and His grace. ? Then why, my soul, these sad com Since Christ and we are one? (plaints, Thy God is faithful to His saints, Is faithful to His Son. 3 Beneath His smiles my heart has lived, And part of heaven possest: THE MORTAL DESTINY OF MAN. C.M. 360 48 fer man, his days are as grass. -Ps. , 15 1 LET others boast how strong they be, Nor death nor danger fear: But we confess, O Lord, to Thee, What feeble things we are. And flourish bright and gay; And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And fails if one be wrong : Strange!that a harpof thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But "tis our God supports our frame, Who reared us from the dust: In Him is all our trust. C.M. 361 We spend our years as a tale that is 1 OU UR years in quick succession rise, Our days glide smoothly on; Is unperceived till gone. 2 On rapid wing, concealed from view, Death brings our blest discharge; And sets the mind at large. The o'erwhelming glory given, When once the soul has burst its cell. And finds itself in heaven? S.M. 362 Ye know not what shall be on the 1 TOO 10-MORROW, Lord, is Thine, Lodged in Thy sovereign hand; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by Thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away ; That they may live to-day. 3 Since on this winged hour Eternity is hung, The aged and the young. o be it still pursued: Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renewed. 5 To Jesus may we fly Swift as the morning light, die L.M. 363 But the dead know not any thing, . IL is The time to insure the great re ward; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. To escape from hell, and fly to heaven: Secure the blessings of the day. But all the dead forgotten hie; Nor faith, nor hope, beneath theground. 5 There are no acts of pardon passed In the cold grave to which we haste: 364 Redeeming the time.-Eph. 5, 16. 1 Thee years, Steady and strong the current flows, rose. Before the rapid stream are borne, Whence not one soul can e'er return. 4 Great Source of wisdom ! teach my. heart time may bear me on to joys |