5 Come in, come in, Thou Prince of Peace,
And all the storms of sin shall cease
And fall, no more to rise:
Oh! if Thy Spirit still remain,
Our rest on distant shores we gain,
Our haven in the skies.

C.M.

425 Lord, if Thou hadst been here.

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John 11, 21, 32.

LORD, hadst Thou been here!" but when

Is not the Saviour nigh?

His power and love were present then, Though Lazarus needs must die.

2 And when the Master seems to stay,
Regardless of our grief,

His tarrying never is delay.
But well-timed, sure relief.

8 He loves to come when others flee,
Or coming, cannot aid,

To save in faith's extremity,

When hope's last glimmerings fade.

4 The house of mourning He prefers
with voice of love to cheer;
And sorrows are the harbingers
That say, The Lord is near.

5 Lord, not in sorrow's hour alone,
We ask to feel Thy grace;

(known The hearts that once Thy love have Would be Thy dwelling-place.

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426 Casting all your care upon Him.

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-1 Pet. 5, 7.

LORD, how happy should we be,
If we could cast our care on Thee,
If we from self could rest;

And feel at heart that One above,
In perfect wisdom, perfect love,
Is working for the best.

2 How far from this our daily life!
Ever disturbed by anxious strife,
By sudden, wild alarms;

Oh! could we but relinquish all
Our earthly props, and simply fall
On Thine almighty arms.

$0 for the faith to cast our load
Of anxious thought upon our God!
For He will clothe and feed;
And from the lilies as they grow,
And from the tended ravens, know
That we are safe indeed.

4 Lord, make these faithless hearts of ours

Thy lessons learn from birds and flowers,
And from self-torment cease!
Father! we trust; and we lie stil;
Leave all things to Thy holy will,
And so find perfect peace.

112th.

427 He is able to succour them that are

tempted.-Heb. 2, 18.

1 STILL nigh me, O my Saviour, stand, And guard in fierce temptation's hour;

Hide in the hollow of Thy hand,
Show forth in me Thy saving power:
Still be Thine arm my sure defence,
Nor earth, nor hell shall pluck me
thence.

2 In suffering, be Thy love my peace!
In weakness, be Thy love my power!
And, when the storms of life shall cease,
Jesus, in that important hour,

In death, as life, be Thou my guide,
And save me, who for me hast died,

S.M.

428 Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently

for Him.-Ps. 37, 7.

1 Jesus, be Thou my power, My help and refuge in distress, My fortress, and my tower.

HOU seest my feebleness;

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Give me to trust in Thee;

Be Thou my sure abode;

My horn, and rock, and buckler be,
My Saviour, and my God.

Myself I cannot save,

Myself I cannot keep,

But strength in Thee I surely have,
Whose eyelids never sleep.

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My soul to Thee alone

Now, therefore, I commend ; Thou, Jesus, love me as Thine own, And love me to the end.

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429 Without me ye can do nothing.→

John 15, 5.

1 SON of God, Thy blessing grant,
Still supply my every want;
Tree of life, Thine influence shed,
From Thy fulness I am fed.

2 Unsustained by Thee I fall,
Send the strength for which I call:
Weaker than a bruised reed,
Help I every moment need.

3 All my hopes on Thee depend,
Love me, save me to the end;
Still preserve me by Thy grace;
Take the everlasting praise.

C.M.

430 They that sow in tears shall reap

in joy.-Ps. 128, 5.

1 THE Lord can clear the darkest skies,

Can give us day for night;

Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.

2 Let those that sow in sadness wait

Till the fair harvest come! [great, They shall confess their sheaves are And shout the blessings home.

3 The seed, though buried long in dust,
Shall not deceive their hope:
The precious grain can ne'er be lost,
For grace insures the crop.
C.M.

431 They shall never perish.-John 10,

28.

1 Ford, my hope, my trust:

IRM as the earth Thy gospel stands

If I am found in Jesus' hands

My soul can ne'er be lost.

2 His honour is engaged to save
The meanest of His sheep;
All that His heavenly Father gave
His hands securely keep.

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3 Nor death, nor hell, shall e'er remove
His chosen from His breast;
Safe in the mansions of His love
They must for ever rest.

C.M.

432 Blessed are they that have not seen,

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and yet have believed.-John 20. 2. LESSED are they who have NOT seen,

Band yet the Christ receive;

In spirit cry, "My Lord, my God,"
And with free heart believe!

2 Blessed! who feel their quiet way
In faith and not in sight,
Who lean upon His unseen grace,
And trust His unseen might.

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433 Speak unto the children of Israel.

that they go forward.-Exod. 14, 15.

1 T THEN we cannot see our way,
us trust and still obey,

He who bids us forward go
Cannot fail the way to show.

2 Though the sea be deep and wide,
Though a passage seem denied,
Fearless let us still proceed,

Since the Lord vouchsafes to lead.
3 Though it be the gloom of night,
Though we see no ray of light,
Since the Lord Himself is there,
Tis not meet that we should fear.
4 Night with Him is never night.
Where He is there all is light;
When He calls us, why delay:
They are happy who obey.

5 Be it ours then, while we're here,
Him to follow without fear,
Where He calls us, there to go,
What He bids us, that to do.

L.M.

434 I change not.—Mal. 3, 6.

WHEN darkness long has veiled my
mind,

And smiling day once more appears,
Then, my Redeemer! then I find
The folly of my doubts and fears.

2 I chide my unbelieving heart, And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbour one hard thought of Thee! 30 let me then, at length, be taught What I am still so slow to learn, That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat! But when my faith is sharply tried, I find myself a learner yet,

Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide.
5 But, O my Lord, one look from Thee
Subdues the disobedient will;
Drives doubt and discontent away,
And Thy rebellious child is still.
6 Thou art as ready to forgive,
As I am ready to repine;

Thou therefore all the praise receive;
Be shame and self-abhorrence mine.

104th.

435 of His fulness have all we received.

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-John 1, 16.

FULNESS resides
In Jesus our Head,

And ever abides

To answer our need:

The Father's good pleasure
Has laid up in store
A plentiful treasure,
To give to the poor.
2 Whate'er be our wants,
We need not to fear;
Our numerous complaints
His mercy will hear:
His fulness shall yield us
Abundant supplies:
His power shall shield us,
When dangers arise.

3 The fountain o'erflows,
Our woes to redress,
Still more He bestows,
And grace upon grace;
His gifts in abundance
We daily receive,
He has a redundance
For all that believe.