30 by the woes Messiah bore,
And in his griefs was loved the more;—
By these my pangs, whose healing smart
Thy grace hath planted in my heart;
I know, I feel, thy bounteous will!
Thou lov'st me, Lord! thou lov'st me still!

617. 6 I. L. M.

Peace and freedom of a Divine Love.

1 THOU hidden love of God, whose light
Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows!
I see from far thy beauteous light;
Inly I sigh for thy repose;

My heart is pained, nor can it be
At rest till it find rest in thee.

2 Thy secret voice invites me still

The sweetness of thy yoke to prove;
And fain I would; but though my will
Seems fixed, yet will my passions rove;
Yet hinderances strew all the way;
I aim at thee, yet from thee stray.

3 Is there a thing beneath the sun,

That strives with thee my heart to share?
Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there!
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in thee.

4 Each moment draw from earth away
My heart, that lowly waits thy call;
Speak to my inmost soul, and say,
'I am thy life, thy God, thy all!'
Thy love to feel, thy voice to hear,
Thy power to trust, be all my prayer!

Heber,

Moravian.

618. C. M.

“Walk in the Light.”

1 WALK in the light! so shalt thou know
That fellowship of love,
His Spirit only can bestow,

Who reigns in light above.

2 Walk in the light!—and thou shalt find
Thy heart made truly His

Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined,
In whom no darkness is.

3 Walk in the light!—and thou shalt own
Thy darkness passed away.
Because that light hath on thee shone
In which is perfect day.

4 Walk in the light! and e'en the tomb
No fearful shade shall wear;

Glory shall chase away its gloom,
For Christ hath conquered there!

619. P. M.

"Under his wings shalt thou trust.”

Barton.

1 WHAT Comforts, Lord, to those are given,
Who seek in thee their home and rest!
They find on earth an opening heaven,
And in thy peace are amply blest.

2 Their tranquil joy no troubles banish,
Their hiding-place is safe above!
The dismal clouds of night must vanish
At dawning of thy light of love!

3 In thee, O Lord, I seek protection;
To thee I take my eager flight:
I yield my feet to thy direction ;
Behold! my ways are in thy sight!

4 If thou through thorny paths wilt lead me,
I'll simply trust in thee, O Lord!
The clouds at thy command must feed me,
And rocks refreshing drink afford.

620. C. M.

† Moravian

"Ask, and ye shall receive." John xvi. 24.

1 What shall we ask of God in prayer?
Whatever good we want;
Whatever man may seek to share,
Or God in wisdom grant.

2 Father of all our mercies,―Thou,
In whom we move and live!

O hear in heaven our solemn vow,
And answer, and forgive.

3 When harassed by ten thousand foes,
Our helplessness we feel,

O give the weary soul repose,
The wounded spirit heal.

4 When dire temptations gather round,
And threaten or allure,

By storm or calm, in thee be found
A refuge strong and sure.

5 As age advances, may we grow
In faith, and hope, and love;

And walk in holiness below,
To holiness above.

6 When earthly joys and cares depart,
Desire and envy cease,

Be thou the portion of our heart, —
In thee may we have peace.

621. L. M.

The solace of Faith.

1 WHEN human hopes and joys depart, I give thee, Lord, a contrite heart: And on my weary spirit steal

Montgomery

The thoughts that pass all earthly weal.

2 I cast above my tearful eyes,
And muse upon the starry skies;
And think that he who governs there
Still keeps me in his guardian care.

3 I gaze upon the opening flower,

Just moistened with the evening shower;
And bless the love which made it bloom,
To chase away my transient gloom.

4 I think, whene'er this mortal frame

Returns again from whence it came,
My soul shall wing its happy flight
To regions of eternal light.

Roscoe.

SUPPLEMENT.

PART THIRD.

HYMNS FOR PARTICULAR OCCASIONS, AND FOR PRIVATE AND DOMESTIC DEVOTIONS.

622. c. M.

"This do in remembrance of me." Luke xxii. 19.

1 ACCORDING to thy gracious word,

In meek humility,

This will I do, my dying Lord,
I will remember thee.

2 Thy body, broken for my sake,
My bread from heaven shall be;
Thy testamental cup I take,
And thus remember thee.

3 Gethsemane can I forget?

Or there thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat,
And not remember thee?

4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes,
And rest on Calvary,

O Lamb of God, our sacrifice!

I must remember thee:

5 Remember thee, and all thy pains,
And all thy love to me?

Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,
Will I remember thee.