5 Leaning on Jesus' breast, 670 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. 0 Helpless, yet happy. THOU, whose wise, paternal love And, prostrate at thy gracious throne, 2 Cast as a broken vessel by, Thy power I may in weakness show: 671 IN 1st P. M. 6 lines 83. Aged and helpless. age and feebleness extreme, Who shall a helpless worm redeem? Jesus, my only hope thou art,— Strength of my failing flesh and heart: O, could I catch a smile from thee, And drop into eternity! 672 THY TH 4th P. M. 886, 886. The aged pilgrim. HY mercy heard my infant prayer; Thy goodness watch'd my ripening youth, And fill'd my lips with praise. 2 And now, in age and grief, thy Name 3 Yes; broken, tuneless, still, O Lord, 673 F The aged disciple's prayer. L. M. OREWARN'D by my Redeemer's love, 2 Saviour! thy meek and lowly mind 674 DEA 5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. The dying believer. EATHLESS spirit, now arise; 4 Burst thy shackles; drop thy clay. 5 Shudder not to pass the stream. 7 See the haven full in view; 675 40th P. M. The dying Christian to his soul. VITAL spark of heavenly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame. Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark! they whisper: angels say,— Sister spirit, come away! -What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight,Drowns my spirit, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes: it disappears; Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring. Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! THE SCRIPTURES. 676 C. M. Riches of God's word. HE counsels of redeeming grace THE The sacred leaves unfold; And here the Saviour's lovely face 2 Here light descending from above 3 Our num'rous griefs are here redress'd, 4 For these inestimable gains, O may we search with eager pains, 677 Excellency and sufficiency. C. M. FA ATHER of mercies, in thy word Forever be thy Name adored. For these celestial lines. 2 Here may the wretched sons of wan Exhaustless riches find; Riches above what earth can grant, 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a free repast; 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 5 0 may these heavenly pages be And still new beauties may we see, 6 Divine Instructer, gracious Lord, Teach us to love thy sacred word, 678 Light and glory of the sacred page. C. M W Majestic, like the sun, HAT glory gilds the sacred page! It gives a light to every age; 2 The power that gave it still supplies Its truths upon the nations rise: 3 Lord! everlasting thanks be thine 4 Our souls rejoicingly pursue |