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74.

L. M.

DODDRIDGE.

1 RETURN, my roving heart, return,
And life's vain shadows chase no more;
Seek out some solitude to mourn,

And thy forsaken God implore.

20 thou great God, whose piercing eye
Distinctly marks each deep retreat,
In these sequestered hours draw nigh,
And let me here thy presence greet.
3 Through all the windings of my heart,
My search let heavenly wisdom guide,
And still its radiant beams impart,
Till all be known and purified.

4 Then let the visits of thy love
My inmost soul be made to share,
Till every grace combine to prove
That God has fixed his dwelling there.

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1 WHEN shall thy love constrain,
And force me to thy breast?
When shall my soul return again
To her eternal rest?

2 Ah, what avails my strife,
My wandering to and fro ?

Thou hast the words of endless life :
Ah! whither should I go!

3 Thy condescending grace,
To me did freely move;
It calls me still to seek thy face,
And stoops to ask my love.

4 Lord, at thy feet I fall,
I groan to be set free;
I fain would now obey the call,
And give up all for thee.

76.

C. P. M. CH. PSALMODY.

1 LORD, thou hast won-at length I yield,
My heart by mighty grace compelled,
Surrenders all to thee;

Against thy terrors long I strove,
But who can stand against thy love?-
Love conquers even me.

2 If thou hadst bid thy thunders roll,
And lightnings flash to blast my soul,
I still had stubborn been:
But mercy has my heart subdued,
A bleeding Savior I have viewed,
And now I hate my sin.

3 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,
Come, take possession of thine own,
For thou hast set me free;

Released from Satan's hard command,
See all my powers in waiting stand,
To be employed by thee.

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77.

S. M.

CH. PSALMODY.

1 O cease! my wandering soul,
On restless wing to roam;

All this wide world, to either pole,
Has not for thee a home.

2 Behold the ark of God!
Behold the open door;

Oh! haste to gain that dear abode,
And rove, my soul, no more.

3 There, safe thou shalt abide,
There, sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied,
With full salvation blest.

78.

V. PERSONAL RIGHTEOUSNESS.

C. M. TATE AND BRADY.

1 God's perfect law converts the soul,
Reclaims from false desires;
With sacred wisdom his sure word
The ignorant inspires.

2 The statutes of the Lord are just,
And bring sincere delight;

His pure commands, in search of truth,
Assist the feeblest sight.

3 But what frail man observes how oft
He does from virtue fall?

O! cleanse me from my secret faults,
Thou God that knowest them all.

4 Let no presumptuous sin, O Lord,
Dominion have o'er me,

That by thy grace preserved, I may
The great transgression flee.

79.

L. M.

MRS. STEELE.

1 AND is the gospel peace and love!
Such let our conversation be;
The serpent blended with the dove,
Wisdom and meek simplicity.

2 Whene'er the angry passions rise,
And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife,
On Jesus let us fix our eyes,
Bright pattern of the Christian life !

3 0, how benevolent and kind!
How mild! how ready to forgive!
Be his the temper of our mind,
And his the rules by which we live.

4 To do his heavenly Father's will,
Was his employment and delight:
Humility and holy zeal

Shone through his life divinely bright!

5 Dispensing good where'er he came,
The labors of his life were love:
If then we love the Savior's name,
Let his divine example move.

80.

C. M.

Doddridge.

1 Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;

A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.

2 A cloud of witnesses around,
Hold thee in full survey:
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way.

3 'Tis God's all animating voice
That calls thee from on high;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye ;—

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