3 He felt that God was in that place, He learned to prize and seek his grace, And there before him vowed "That if, through all his future track," "He thither came, in safety back," "The Lord should be his God." 4 Like him, a wanderer I have been, While, bright with supernatural ray, 5 Apart from man, in this still hour, And if, supplying all my need, 6 If health once more he deign to give, If not, while angels o'er me bend, XXVII. "Before I was afflicted I went astray."-Ps. cxix 67. 1 Light beams upon my inward eye, New thoughts awake, new things I see; 2 The God of love my soul has met; 3 My time of suffering and distress 4 Earth's vanities my soul beguiled, 5 The past appears a feverish dream 6 My soul, once dead, begins to move, Roused by a hand divine from sleep, My heart, once cold, begins to love, My eye to weep. 7 Lord, while this heavenly light is shed, Which while I gaze, seems still t' in crease, Shall not my wandering steps be led 8 Light of the world! Thou, thou hast shone, XXVIII. "If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth."-Mark ix. 23. 1 Father ! thine everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasses far; Thy heart is full of tenderness, That mercy they may taste, and live. 2 O love, thou bottomless abyss ! My sins are swallowed up in thee, Nor spot of guilt remains in me, While Jesus' blood, through earth and skies, "Mercy, free boundless mercy!" cries. 3 By faith, O Lord, I look to thee, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; To thee, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Saviour's breast; Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear! Mercy is all that's written there. 4 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, Though strength, and health, and Though joys be withered all, and dead, 5 Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail, and flesh decay, This anchor shall my soul sustain When earth's foundations melt away; Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love. XXIX. "It is finished."-John xix. 30. 1 ""Tis finish'd," the Redeemer said, 2 Finish'd the righteousness of grace, 3 Who now shall urge a second claim ? The law no longer can condemn, Faith a release can shew; Justice itself a friend appears, The prison house a whisper hears, "Loose him and let him go." |