Visit then this soul of mine, Scatter all my unbelief. More and more Thyself display, HYMN 86. Hope encouraged by a view of divine goodness. 'Tis He supports this fainting frame, On Him alone my hopes recline; The wondrous glories of His name, How wide they spread, how bright they shine! My God, if Thou art mine indeed, Then I have all my heart can crave; A present help in times of need: Still kind to hear, and strong to save. Forgive my doubts, O Gracious Lord, HYMN 87. Joyful resignation. O LORD, I would delight in Thee, To Thee in ev'ry trouble flee, When all created streams are dried, Why should the soul a drop bemoan, No good in creatures can be found, HYMN 88. The awakened sinner. LONG did soul in Jesus' form, my No comeliness or beauty see; His sacred word, by others priz'd, Was tasteless still, and dead, to me. Men call'd me Christian, and my heart Till mighty grace the cheat display'd. Thanks to the hand, that wak'd my dream, That shew'd me wretched, naked, poor, That sweetly led me to the rock, Where Christ's salvation stands secure. Glad, I forsook self-righteous pride, HYMN 89. Lift up your hearts. THE heav'ns invite mine eye : My warmer spirits move, And make attempts to fly : Beyond those crystal vaults, Vain world, farewell to you ; HYMN 90. Hope in sorrow. WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, And mourns the present pain; 'Tis sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 'Tis not that murm'ring thoughts arise, It is that harass'd conscience feels It is that heav'n-born faith surveys, It is that hope with ardour glows, Whose dying love no language knows, Sufficient art to trace. HYMN 91. Christ's light cheering to the doubting soul. WHEN darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears; Then, my Redeemer, then I find The folly of my doubts and fears. Straight I upbraid my wand'ring heart, Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbour one hard thought of Thee ! O! let me then at length be taught— That" God is love," and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn! But, O my Lord, one look from Thee Subdues the disobedient will ; Drives doubt and discontent away, And Thy rebellious worm is still. HYMN 92. Light arising out of darkness. CHILDREN of God, who, pacing slow, Your pilgrim path pursue, In strength and weakness, joy and woe, Why move ye thus with ling'ring tread, Oh! wish to know the Saviour's To feel a Father's care; power, A moment's toil, a passing shower, Is all the grief ye share. The Lord of light though veil'd awhile HYMN 93. Stand firm in Christ's battle. HARK! how the watchmen cry ! Attend the trumpet's sound : |