The blessed beams of heavenly truth have shone

On me, forlorn,

With such a hallowed vividness and

power,

As ne'er were granted to a brighter hour.

3 Chamber of sickness! midst thy silence, oft,

A voice is heard,

Which, though it fall like dew on flowers, so soft,

Yet speaks each word

Into the aching heart's unseen recess,
With power no earthly accents could

possess.

4 Chamber of sickness! in that bright

abode,

Where "there is no more pain,'

If, through the merits of my Saviour God, A seat I gain,

This theme shall tune my golden harp's soft lays,

That in thy shelter passed my earthly

days.

PART II.

HYMNS SUITED IN THE TIME OF SICKNESS TO THE HUMBLE PENITENT, AND TO THE REJOICING BELIEVER.

XXXIV.

"Who is a God like unto thee, who pardoneth iniquity, transgression, and sin."-Micah vii. 8. 1 Great God of wonders! all thy ways Are worthy of thyself divine; But the fair glories of thy grace, Beyond thine other wonders shine; Who is a pardoning God like thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? 2 Crimes of such horror to forgive!

Such guilty, daring worms to spare,
This is thy grand prerogative,

And none shall in the honour share,
Who is a pardoning God like thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free ?

3 In wonder lost, with trembling joy
I take the pardon of my God;

Pardon for crimes of deepest dye

A pardon sealed with Jesus' blood; Who is a pardoning God like thee? Or who has grace so rich and free?

4 O may this great, this matchless, grace, This godlike miracle of love,

Fill the wide earth with grateful praise,
And all the angelic choirs above!
Who is a pardoning God like thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?

XXXV.

"Him that cometh unto me, I will in no wise cast out."-John vi. 37.

1 Just as I am-without one plea,
But that thy blood was shed for me,
And that thou bidst me come to thee,
O Lamb of God, I come!

2 Just as I am-and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot,

To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,

O Lamb of God, I come!

3 Just as I am-though tossed about With many a conflict-many a doubt, "Fightings within, and fears without," O Lamb of God, I come!

4 Just as I am-poor, wretched, blind, Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need in thee to find,

O Lamb of God, I come!

5 Just as I am-thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because thy promise I believe,

O Lamb of God, I come!

6 Just as I am-thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down,
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come!

XXXVI.

"Thou art my strong habitation, whereunto I may continually resort."-Psalm lxxviii, 3.

1 Rock of Ages! cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee;

Let the water and the blood
From thy riven side which flowed,

Be of sin the double cure;

Cleanse me from its guilt and power.

2 Not the labour of my hands
Can fulfil thy law's demands;
Could my zeal no respite know-
Could my tears for ever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and thou alone.

3 Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to thy cross I cling,
Naked, come to thee for dress,
Helpless, look to thee for grace,
Vile, I to the fountain fly,
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.

4 While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See thee on thy judgment throne:
Rock of Ages! cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee.