6 Lord ! submissive may we go, Gladly leaving all below; C.M. 555 The Lord will give grace and glory.-Ps. 84, 11. Shall Supported by its God. 2 Through all the winding maze of life, His hand hath been my guide; My heart shall still confide. 3 His grace through all the desert flows, An unexhausted stream: Shall be my endless theme. These distant courts I love; To view Thy house above. My soul would there adore, A pillar in Thy temple fixed, To be removed no more. C.M. 556 Gird up the loins of your mind. . 13. 1 ow, Your pilgrim-path pursue, In strength and weakness, joy and woe, To God's high calling true:-2 Why move ye thus with lingering tread, A doubting mournful band? Why faintly hangs the drooping head ? Why fails the feeble hand? 3 Oh! weak to know your Saviour's power, To feel your Father's care; Is all the grief you share. 4 The Lord of light, though, veiled awhile, He hide His noon-tide ray, To gild the closing day. The faithless doubt remove; Redeemed at last from guilt and fear, O wake thy beart to love! 557 I am a stranger with Thee, anul a OUR . 12. 1 UR country is Immanuel's ground: We seek that promised soil; The songs of Zion cheer our hearts, While strangers here we toil. And oft are bathed in tears; And nought but sin our fears. [raise 3 We tread the path our Master trod; We bear the cross He bore; His temples pierced before. In ecstacies of love; Our souls are fixed above. 558 11s. Faint yet pursuing.-Judg. 8, 4. 1 THOUGH faint, yet pursuing. , His word is our stay; And trial be near, And whom can we fear? 2 IIe raiseth the fallen, IIe cheereth the faint, He hears their complaint; And thorny the road, Whose help is in God? 3 And to His green pastures Our footsteps He leads ; How kindly He feeds! He tenderly bears, Safe from the snares. Our God is our Light, Our God is our Might; Still onward we come, The Lord is our Leader, And heaven our home. 5 And there all His people Eternally dwell, So safely and well; The wilderness past; And Canaan the blessed Is theirs at the last. C.M. 559 And a highway, shall be there the way of holiness.- Isa. 35, 8. 1 SING, ve redeemed of the Lord ; Be joyful in your King. 2 See the fair way His hand hath raised, llow holy and how plain! Nor shall the simplest traveller err, Nor ask the way in vain. 3 No ravening lion shall destroy, Nor lurking serpent wound: Pleasure and safety, peace and praise, Through all the path are found. 4 A hand divine shall lead you on Through all the blissful road, to the sacred mount you rise, 5 March, then, in your Redeemer's strength, Pursue His footsteps still; And let the prospect cheer your hearts, While travelling up the hill, C.M. 560 Your life is hid with Christ in God. . 1 EJOICE, believer, in the Lord, ; The hope that's built upon His word Can ne'er be overthrown. And feeble is your arm; Beyond the reach of harm. Or, fainting, shall not die; Will aid you from on high. 4 Though unperceived by mortal sense, Faith sees Him always near ; A Guide, a Glory, a Defence; Then what have you to fear ? 5 As surely as He overcame, And triumphed once for you; So surely you that love His name Shall triumph in Him too. 78. 561 Lead us not into temptation. 11, 1 EAVENLY Father! to whose eye Through the desert where I stray, Let Thy counsels guide my way. 2 Lead me not, for flesh is frail, Where fierce trials would assail; To withstand the tempter's power. Arm me against pleasure's smiles: 4 Lord, uphold me day by day: Shed a light upon my way: Care for me in all my cares. Trials long and sharp for me, Father, glorify Thy name. Feeling still that Thou art near; L.M. 562 Call to remembrance the former days.-Heb. 10, 32. 1 Thus far my God hath led me on, And made His truth and mercy known; My hopes and fears alternate rise, And comforts mingle with my sighs. 2 Through this wide wilderness I roam, Far distant from my blissful home; Lord, let Thy presence be my stay, And guard me in this dangerous way. 8 Temptations every where annoy, And sins and snares my peace destroy ; My earthly joys are from me torn, And oft an absent God I mourn. 4 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road, Which leads us to the mount of God? Are these the toils Thy people know While in the wilderness below? 5 Tis even so: Thy faithful love Doth all Thy children's graces prove; Tis thus our pride and self must fall, That Jesus may be All in all. O.M. The Lord is thy keeper.-Ps. 121, 5. 1 no Zion's hill I lift mine eyes, From thence expecting aid, God, 563 TO |