Where can the mind of Christ be formed 3 Satan will labour to awake Mistrustful thoughts in this dark day, And with consummate art to shake That faith which is the soul's one stay; Though nature shrink, and spirits fail, When groans or cries mark pain intense, Let not the Tempter's wiles prevail, But firmly utter, "Get thee hence." 4 Christ knows the moment when to say, "The hour of my redeemed is come! "Father, I will that he to-day "Behold my glory, share my home! Then shall that saint, now sharply tried, Forth from the crucible be brought As gold completely purified, Gold, for the heavenly temple wrought. 5 And though the struggle now seem hard, These "days of darkness" very long, Yet, with eternal bliss compared— XI. WHEN THE SPIRIT HAS FLED. "He giveth his beloved sleep."-Psalm cxxvii. 2. 1 Lie down in peace to take thy rest! Dear cherished form! no longer mine, But bearing in thy clay cold breast A hidden germ of life divine, Which, when the eternal spring shall bloom, Will burst the shackles of the tomb. 2 Lie down in peace to take thy rest! Unbroken will thy slumbers be, Satan can now no more molest, And Death has done his worst on thee; Lie down, thy hallowed sleep to take, Till clothed with glory thou shalt wake. 3 Lie down in peace to take thy rest! We can no longer watch thy bed, q 2 But glorious angels, spirits blest, Shall guard thee day and night instead, And when thine eyes unclosed shall be, Christ in his glory they shall see. 4 Lie down in peace to take thy rest! My eyes must weep-my heart must mourn; But to thy soul, with Jesus blest, For comfort and for hope I turn; Thou wilt not mark these tears that flow, Sorrow can never reach thee now. 5 Lie down in peace to take thy rest! XII. THE SYMPATHY OF JESUS. "We have not an high priest who cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities, but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin."-Hebrews iv. 15. 1 Jesus, my sorrow lies too deep For human sympathy; It knows not how to tell itself 2 Thou dost remember, amidst all For they were once thine own. 3 Yes, and as if thou would'st be God Even in misery, Thou'st left no sorrow, but thine own, 4 Jesus, my fainting spirit brings, Thine eye alone can penetrate 5 And is it not enough, O Lord? That sorrow cannot be too deep, www INDEX TO FIRST LINES. The Hymns marked with an asterisk, are Original, and have been Afflicted saint to Christ draw near,. 187 251 81 119 18 Can I forget the wondrous ways, 246 49 61 122 |