5 Before corruption, guilt, and fear, 6 But Jesus pity'd my distress, 7 Beneath the bauner of his love 8 Lord, since thou thus hast broke my XXII. Help in the 1 UNLESS the Lord had been my stay, | My cruel foe had gain'd his end: That I have an Almighty Friend. 2 Oh! 'twas a dark and trying hour, When, harass'd by the tempter's pow'r, I felt my strongest hopes decline! You only who have known his arts, You only who have felt his darts, Can pity such a case as mine. 3 Loud in my ears a charge he read, My long black list of outward sin; Then bringing forth my heart to view, [knew, Too well what's hidden there he He show'd me ten times worse within. 4 And set the captive free, [hands, I would devote my tongue, my My heart, my all, to thee. Time of Need. "Tis all too true, my soul reply'd, And now he fills a throne of grace; I have his promise, "Seek my 5 But, as when sudden fogs arise, 6 too. Then, while beset with guilt and fear, He try'd to urge me to despair, He try'd, and he almost prevail'd; And all the tempter's malice fail'd. after a Storm. What I am still so slow to learn; Sweet truth, and easy to repeat! Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But O, my Lord, one look from thee 6 Thou art as ready to forgive As I am ready to repine; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive; [mine. Be shame and self-abhorrence XXIV. C. Mourning and Longing. 1 THE Saviour hides his face! My spirit thirsts to prove 2 The favour'd souls who know 3 What trifles tease me now! They swarm like summer flies; They cleave to ev'ry thing I do, And swim before my eyes. 4 How dull the Sabbath-day, Without the Sabbath's Lord! How toilsome then to sing and pray, 5 Of all the truths I hear, How few delight my taste! 6 Yet let me, (as I ought,) Still hope to be supply'd ; 7 Though I am but a worm, Unworthy of his care, The Lord will my desire perform, XXV. Rejoice the Soul of thy Servant. 1 WHEN my pray'ıs are a burden and task, No wonder I little receive; Since thou art so ready to give : Although I am bought with thy blood, And all thy salvation is mine: At a distance from thee, my chief good, I wander, and languish, and pine. Of thy goodness of old, when I read, To those who are sinners like me, Why may I not wrestle and plead, With them a partaker to be? Thine arm is not shorten'd since then, [name, And those who believe in thy Ever find thou art Yea and Amen, Through all generations the same. 3 While my spirit within me is prest With sorrow, temptation, and fear, Like JOHN, I would flee to thy breast,* [ear: And pour my complaints in thine * John, xiii. 25. 1 KINDLE, Saviour, in my heart, A flame of love divine; Here, for mine I trust thou art, And sure I would be thine: If my soul has felt thy grace, If to me thy name is known, Why should trifles fill the place Due to thyself alone? 2 'Tis a strange, mysterious life 3 Often, at the mercy-seat, While calling on thy name, Like a feather in the air, 4 But when Christ, my Lord and Friend, Is pleas'd to show his pow'r; XXVIII. C. Prayer for Patience. 1 LORD, who hast suffer'd all for me, My peace and pardon to procure, The lighter cross I bear for thee, Help me with patience to endure. 2 The storm of loud repining hush, I would in humble silence mourn; Why should th' unburnt, though burning bush, * Luke, vii. 38. Be angry as the crackling thorn? 1 WHEN my Saviour, my Shepherd, | 3 By these changes I often pass thro', is near, How quickly my sorrows depart! I think I no more shall complain. 2 But, alas! what a change do I find, When my Shepherd withdraws from my sight! My fears all return to my mind, Then Satan his effort renews To vex and ensnare me again: All my pleasing enjoyments I lose, And can only lament and complain. *Joshua, vii. 10, 11. I am taught my own weakness to 5 While I dwell in an enemy's land, And that shortly this warfare will For ere long he will bid me remove* To abide in his presence above, XXXI. Return, O Lord, how long. 1 RETURN to bless my waiting eyes, Without thee, all beneath the skies 4 But, ah! since thou hast been away, And Satan marks me for his prey, 2 When thy lov'd presence meets my 5 My sun is hid, my comforts lost, sight, It softens care and sweetens toil; The Sun shines forth with double light, The whole creation wears a smile. 9 Upon thine arm of love I rest, near. XXXII. Cast down, 6 1 THOUGH Sore beset with guilt and | 3 I cannot, dare not, quite despair; Would he have giv'n me eyes to see 2 No-though cast down, I am not I fall, but I shall rise again; Nor will he suffer thee to boast, *Rev. ii. 10. ↑ Judges, xiii. 23. but not destroyed. "Tis true, I have unfaithful been, 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And make the Saviour's name your plea; Jesus will pardon all who come, |