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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,
And waking, in this lonely scene,
I feel that God is here;

While, bright with supernatural ray,
Shines forth that "new and living way"
Which brings the sinner near.

5 Apart from man, in this still hour,
He, who might crush me by his power,
A covenant deigns to make;

And if, supplying all my need,
He, to the end, my steps will lead,
Him for my God I take.

6 If health once more he deign to give,
Then for his glory may I live,
May all to him be given!

If not, while angels o'er me bend,
Those golden steps may I ascend,
Which lead the soul to heaven!

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;
Is this "the day-spring from on high,"
Shining on me?

2 The God of love my soul has met;
He gently draws me from above;
And though I do not love him yet,
I long to love.

3 My time of suffering and distress
Has proved his time of pardoning grace;
Now, that he chastens but to bless,
I clearly trace.

4 Earth's vanities my soul beguiled,
I never sought his will to know;
But to reclaim his wandering child,
He brought me low.

5 The past appears a feverish dream
Of folly, and insensate mirth,
And now the things eternal seem
Of boundless worth.

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
To paths of peace?

8 Light of the world! Thou, thou hast shone,
With life and healing in thy ray!
Now clear my path, and lead me on
To realms of day.

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,
Thy arms of love still open are
Returning sinners to receive,

That mercy they may taste, and live.

2 O love, thou bottomless abyss !

My sins are swallowed up in thee,
Covered is my unrighteousness,

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
friends be gone,

Though joys be withered all, and dead,
Though every comfort be withdrawn,
On this my stedfast soul relies,
Father! thy mercy never dies.

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,
And meekly bowed his dying head;
Whilst we this sentence scan,
Come, sinners, and observe the word,
Behold the conquest of our Lord
Complete for helpless man.

2 Finish'd the righteousness of grace,
Finish'd for sinners pardoning peace;
Their mighty debt is paid;
Accusing law, cancelled by blood,
And wrath of an offended God,
In sweet oblivion laid.

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."

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