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485 Follow after righteousness, godli
To serve my Saviour here below, In works which perfect saints above, And holy angels, cannot do. 2 Awake my charity, to feed The hungry soul, and clothe the poor; In heaven are found no sons of need,
There all these duties are no more. 3 Subdue thy passions, O my soul ! Maintain the fight, thy work pursue, Daily thy rising sins control; And be thy victories ever new. 4 The land of triumph lies on high,
There are no foes to encounter there :
And finish all the glorious war.
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE :
JOY IN GOD.
C.M. 486 he hath clothed me with the gar
ments of salvation.--Isa. 61, 10. 1 A WAKE my heart, arise, my tongue,
Prepare a tuneful voice In God, the life of all my joys,
Aloud will I rejoice. 2 Tis He adorned my naked soul,
And made salvation mine! Upon a poor polluted worm
He makes His graces shine. 3 And, lest the shadow of a spot
Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviour wrought,
And cast it all around,
4 The Spirit wrought my faith, and love,
And hope, and every grace; But Jesus spent His life to work
The robe of righteousness. $ Strangely, my soul, art thou arrayed
By the great Sacred Three! In sweetest harmony of praise
Let all my powers agree
487 0 come, let us sing ænto the Lord.
And let our joys be known;
And thus surround the throne. 2 The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from this place;
To make our pleasures less. 3 Let those refuse to sing
That never knew our God;
And manages the seas: 5 This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our love;
To carry us above.
And never, never sin;
Drink endless pleasures in 7 Yes, and before we rise
To that immortal state,
Should constant joy create.
Glory begun below:
From faith and hope may grow.
9 The hill of Sion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Or walk the golden streets. 10 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
C.M. 488 The health of my countenance and
my 1 MyThe life of my delights,
God, the spring of all my joys, The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights.
My dawning is begun;
And He my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,
And whispers, I am His.
At that transporting word,
To embrace my dearest Lord.
I'd break through every foe;
489 whom havino not seen, ye love.
2 Pet. 1, 8.
Have we beheld the Lord :
And love Him in His word.
Of our Redeemer's face;
3 And when we taste Thy love,
Our joys divinely grow, Unspeakable like those above,
And heaven begins below.
C.M. 490 Happy is that people whose God is
15. HAPPY they who
know the Lord, With whom He deigns to dwell! He feeds and cheers them by His word;
His arm supports them well, 2 He
helped His saints in ancient days,
Who trusted in His pame;
His love is still the same.
And makes our burdens light;
And gilds the gloom of night.
These tokens of Thy love,
To worship Thee above.
C.M. 491 Your life is hid with Christ in God.
--Col. 3, 3.
While men lie grovelling here;
And faith forbids His fear, 2 His conscience knows no secret stings,
While peace and joy combine
Are hidden and divine.
His God in secret sees:
He dwells in heavenly peace. 4 His pleasures rise from things unsean,
Beyond this world and time,
Nor thoughts of singers climb.
5 He looks to heaven's eternal hill
To meet that glorious day:
C.M. 492 That your joy may be full.—1 John
1, 4. 1 OY is a fruit that will not grow All we can boast,
till Christ we know, Is vanity and toil. 2 But where the Lord has planted grace,
And made His glories known; There fruits of heavenly joy and peace
Are found, and there alone.
A sense of pardoning love,
Give joys like those above.
To know that God is mine,
And sanctify the mind: Which
make the spirit mount on high, And leave the world behind.
8s. 493 who shall separate us from the
love of Christ !-Rom. 8, 35,
Of covenant mercy I sing;
Hide all my transgressions from view.
nor things that are now, Not all things below nor above Can make Him His purpose forego, Or sever my soul from His love.