4 When to her birth my bark draws nigh,
And I have done with sails and tide,
"Strong is my cable," then I'll cry,
My Anchor's sure-I safely ride.
No more, my soul, need try her ground,
Safe at her moorings she is found,
And "all is well."

77. 11. 12. Edmeston.

· Trust in the Lord for ever." Is. xxvi. 4.

1 WHEN rocks and when shallows beset us around,

When sands are deceitful, and treach❜rous the ground,

When waves rise and threaten the ship to o'erwhelm,

We trust to the pilot who governs the helm.

2 When dangers and death range abroad in our sight,

We obey the command, and it guides us aright; Though we know not the reason of all that we

see,

We trust our commander knows better than we.

3 And shall we in seasons of danger thus trust,
The power and aid of a man who is dust;
But when we are call'd in our God to confide,
Feel doubt and distrust in his goodness to guide?

4 Forbid it-Oh never, wherever we be,

May we feel, Lord, or act as mistrustful of thee:

Thou knowest, thou see'st, thou guidest aright,

And the path that's now dark, will hereafter be bright.

78. 6s. Edmeston.

False Land. "Be not deceived." Gal. vi. 7.

1 WHEN many a tempest blew,
And hope was almost past;
The worn and weary crew,
Hail'd distant land at last.

2 Far o'er the lee it lay,

Its arms seem'd spreading wide,
To form a quiet bay,

Where ships might safely ride.

3 That refuge from the storm,
That distant bay so fair,

Was but a cloudy form,
And melted into air!

4 So earthly hope deceives

The heart that trusts it most;

So all the beauty leaves

Some seeming happy coast.

5 But faith can look before, And see the land of light; This is the only shore

That never mocks the sight.

79. L. M. Doddridge.

Effects of the fall lamented. Ps. cxix. 136, 158.
1 ARISE, my tenderest thoughts, arise;
To torrents melt my streaming eyes;
And thou, my heart, with anguish feel
Those evils which thou cans't not heal.

2 See human nature sunk in shame;
See scandals pour'd on Jesus' name;
The Father wounded through the Son;
The word abus'd; the soul undone.

3 See the short course of vain delight
Closing in everlasting night—
In flames, that no abatement know,
Though briny tears for ever flow.

4 My God, I feel the mournful scene;
My bowels yearn o'er dying men;
And fain my pity would reclaim,
And snatch the firebrands from the flame.

5 But feeble my compassion proves,
And can but weep where most it loves;
Thy own all-saving arm employ,
And turn these drops of grief to joy.

80. L. M. Dr. Gibbons.

Divine Forgiveness. Luke vii. 47.

1 FORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound
To malefactors doom'd to die!
Publish the bliss the world around;
Ye seraphs shout it from the sky!
2 "Tis the rich gift of love divine;

'Tis full, out-meas'ring ev'ry crime:
Unclouded shall its glories shine,

And feel no change by changing time. 3 Our sins unnumber'd as the sand,

And like the mountains for their size,
The seas of sov'reign grace expand-
The seas of sov'reign grace arise.

4 For this stupendous love of heav'n,
What grateful honour shall we show?
Where much transgression is forgiv'n,
Let love in equal ardour glow.

5 By this inspir'd, let all our days
With various holiness be crown'd;
Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise,
In all abide, in all abound.

81. L. M. Watts' Sermons.

Fortitude, or remedies against fears, WHEN tumults of unruly fear, ise in my heart and riot there,

What shall I do to calm my breast,
And get my vexing foe supprest?

2 What power can these wild thoughts control,
This ruffling tempest of the soul?
Where shall I fly in this distress,
But to the throne of glorious grace?

3 Great God, preserve my conscience clean,
Wash me from guilt, forgive my sin,
Thy love shall guard me from surprise,
Though threat'ning dangers round me rise.

4 When fear like a wild ocean raves,
Let Jesus walk upon the waves,
And say, "'tis I," that heavenly voice
Shall sink the storm and raise my joys.

5 My faith would seize some promise, Lord;
There's power and safety in thy word;
Not all that earth or hell can say,
Shall tempt or drive my soul away.

82. C. M. Evangelical Magazine.

Against fear. John vi. 20.

1 WHEN storm and tempest loudly howl, And clouds obscure the sky;

When lightnings flash and thunders roll,
Be not afraid-'tis I.