5 See her firm and deep foundation; God hath call'd her walls "salvation," Strength and glory here unite: 240. The Security of the Church. 8-7-4. As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the Lord is round about his people from henceforth even for ever.-PSALM CXxv. 2. 1 ZION stands by hills surrounded, What a favour'd lot is thine. 2 Fv'ry human tie may perish! Can attend Jehovah's love. 3 If thy God should show displeasure, Soon thy grief shall turn to joy. 4 In the furnace God may prove thee, God thine everlasting light. SECTION V. THE BELIEVER. 241. Not ashamed of Christ. L.M. Whosoever therefore shall be ashamed of me and of my words in this adulterous and sinful generation, of him also shall the Son of man be ashamed, when he cometh in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.-MARK viii. 38. 1 ASHAM'D of Jesus! can it be? A mortal man asham'd of thee! 2 Asham'd of Jesus! of that friend, 3 Asham'd of Jesus! yes, I 4 Till then-nor is the boasting vain- 242. Awakened. L.M. And he brought them out, and said, Sirs, what must I do to be saved? and they said, Believe on the LORD JESUS CHRIST, and thou shall be saved.-ACTS xvi. 30, 31. 1 WITH melting heart and weeping eyes, 4 How fearful now my guilt appears, due; 5 Should vengeance still my soul pursue, 243. Cleaving to Christ. L.M. Will ye also go away? Then Simon Peter answered him, Lord, to whom shall we go? thou hast the words of eternal life.-JOHN vi. 67, 68. 1 THOU Only Sov'reign of my heart, 3 Eternal life thy words impart; On these my fainting spirit lives: 4 Thy name my inmost powers adore ; Thou art my life, my joy, my care; Depart from thee! 'tis death; 'tis more; "Tis endless ruin, deep despair. 5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie; 244. Crucified to the World. L.M. But God forbid that I should glory, save in the Cross of our Lord JESUS CHRIST, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world.-GAL. vi. 14. 1 GROUND of my hope, the Cross appears: I see the "man of sorrows" bleed: I bid adieu to guilty fears, And in his death my pardon read. 2 And could'st thou, O my Saviour, die, To rescue me from endless woe ? Enough, there's none more blest than I, Since thou could'st love a sinner so. 3 I leave the world its boasted store Of pleasures that must quickly end: I prize its vanities no more, Since I have found the sinner's friend. 4 I care not if the world revile, The world that hates my master's cause : 5 Then farewell, world, and farewell all |