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1. OH! how happy are they,

Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasures above!

O what tongue can express

The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love.

2. Where dost Thou, dear Shepherd,

Resort with Thy sheep,
To feed them in pastures of love;

Say, why in the valley

of death should I weep, Or alone in this wilderness rove.

2. It was heaven below

My Redeemer to know ! And the angels could do nothing more,

Than to fall at His feet,

And the story repeat, And the Lover of sinners adore.

3. O the rapturous height

Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood !

Of my Saviour possess'd,

I was perfectly blest, As if filled with the fullness of God.

4. Then, all the day long,

Was my Jesus my song, And redemption through faith in His name;

O that all might believe,

And salvation receive, And their song and their joy be the same.

3. O! why should I wander

An alien from Thee,
Or cry in the desert for bread?

Thy foes will rejoice when

My sorrows they see, And smile at the tears I have shed. 4. Ye daughters of Zion,

Declare, have you seen The star that on Israel shone ?

Any, if in your tents

My Beloved has been, And where with His flocks He is gone? 5. Love sits in His eyelids,

And scatters delight Through all the bright mansions on higte!

Their faces the cherubims

Veil in His sight,
And tremble with fullness of joy,
6. He looks! and ten thousands

Of angels rejoice,
And myriads wait for His words;

He speaks! and eternity,

Filled with His voice,
Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.
7. Dear Shepherd ! I hear, and

Will follow Thy call;
I know the sweet sound of Thy voice;

Restore and defend me,

For Thou art my all, And in Thee I will ever rejoice.

730. Ils & 8s.

1. O Thou, in whose presence

My soul takes delight, On whom in amiction I call,

My comfort by day,

And my song in the night, My hope, my salvation, my all.

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and woes,

731. lls & 10s.

3. 01 why should I stray with the flocks of

Thy foes, 2. He strengthens my spirit, He shows me the 'Mid the desert where now they are path,

roving, Where the arms of His love shall enfold Where hunger and thirst, where affliction

me, And when I walk through the dark valley And temptations their ruin are proving ?

of death,
His rod and His staff will uphold me!

4. O! when shall my foes and my wandering

cease? 732. lls & 10s.

And the follies that fill me with weeping! 1. O! TELL me, Thou life and delight of my

Thou Shepherd of Israel, restore me that soul,

peace Where the flock of Thy pasture are

Thou dost give to the flock Thou art feeding;

keeping I seek Thy protection, I need Thy control,

I would go where my Shepherd is leading 5. A voice from the Shepherd now bids thee 2. O! tell me the place where Thy flock are

return at rest,

By the way where the footprints are lyWhere the noontide will find them re

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No longer to wander, no longer to mourn; The tempest now rages, my soul is distress’d, O fair one, now homeward be flying!

And the pathway of peace I am losing.


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ery storm-y wind that blows, From ev-ery swell-ing tide of woes, There

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4. The joy, the shout, the harmony,

Flies o'er the everlasting hills-
“Worthy art Thou alone," they cry,

"To read the book, to loose the seals." 5. Our voices join the heavenly strain,

And with transporting pleasure sing, “Worthy the Lamb, that once was slain, To be our Teacher and our King!"


733. L.M.
1. From every stormy wind that blows,

From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat,

'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2. There is a place where Jesus sheds

The oil of gladness on our heads,
A place of all on earth most sweet;

It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
3. There is a scene where spirits blend,

Where friend holds fellowship with friend,
Though sundered far, by faith we meet

Around one common mercy-seat.
4. There, there, on eagle wings we soar,

And sense and sin becloud no more ;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,

And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 5. Oh! let my hand forget her skill,

My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This throbbing heart forget to beat,
If I forget the mercy-seat.

STOWELL. 731, L. M. 1. All mortal vanities, be gone,

Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears; Behold, amidst the eternal throne,

A vision of the Lamb appears! 2. Lo, He receives a sealed book

From Him that sits upon the throne! Je my Lord, prevails to look

On dark decrees and things unknown! 3. All the assembling saints around

Fall worshiping before the Lamb,
And in new songs of gospel sound

Address their honors to His name.

735. L. M.
1. The turf shall be my fragrant shrine;

My temple, Lord, that arch of Thino;
My censer's breath the mountain airs,

And silent thoughts my only prayers. 2. My choir shall be the moon-lit waves,

When murmuring homeward to their caves,
Or when the stillness of the sea,

E'en more than music, breathes of Thec. 3. I'll seek, by day, some glade unknown,

All light and silence, like Thy throne;
And the pale stars shall be, at night,

The only eyes that watch my rite. 4. Thy heaven, on which 'tis bliss to look,

Shall be my pure and shining book,
Where I can read, in words of flame,

The glories of Thy wondrous name.
5. There 's nothing bright, above, below,

From flowers that bloom, to stars that glow,
But in its light my soul can see

Some feature of Thy Deity.
6. There is nothing dark, below, above,

But in its gloom I trace Thy love,
And meekly wait that moment when
Thy touch shall turn all bright again.


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breast, Darkness and guilt are put to flight, And all is sweetness and de- light.

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736. L. M.

738. L.M. 2. Son of the Father! Lord most high! 1. WHEN groves by moonlight silence keep, How glad is he who feels Thee nigh!

And winds the vexed waves release, Come in Thy hidden majesty;

And fields are hushed, and cities sleep,Fill us with love, fill us with Thee.

Lord, is not that the hour of peace ? 3. Jesus is from the proud concealed,

2. When infancy at evening tries,

By turns to climb each parent's knees, evermore to babes revealed,

And gazing, meets their raptured eyes: Through Him, unto the Father bo

Lord, is not that the hour of peace ? Glory and praise eternally.

3. In golden pomp, when autumn smiles,

And hill and dale, its rich increase 737. L. M.

By man's full barns, exulting piles:

Lord, is not that the hour of peace ? 1. Not seldom, clad in radiant vest,

4. When mercy points where Jesus pleads, Deceitfully goes forth the morn;

And faith beholds Thine anger cease, Not seldom evening in the west

And hope to black despair succeeds:
Sinks sweetly, smilingly forsworn.

This, Father, this alone is peace!

GISBORNE. 2. The smoothest seas will sometimes prove, To the confiding bark, untrue;

739. L. M. And if she trust the stars above,

1. Far from my thoughts, vain world! bo They can be false and treacherous too.

Let my religious hours alone: [gone, 3. The umbrageous oak, in pomp outspread,

Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see; Full oft, when storms the welkin rend,

I wait a visit, Lord! from Thee. Draws lightnings down upon the head 2. My heart grows warm with holy fire, It promised surely to defend.

And kindles with a pure desire;

Come, my dear Jesus! from above, 4. But Thou art true, incarnate Lord,

And feed my soul with heavenly love. Who didst vouchsafe for man to die; Thy smile is sure, Thy plighted word

3. Blest Saviour! what delicious fareNo change can break or falsify.

How sweet Thine entertainments are !

Never did angels taste above 5. I bent before Thy gracious throne,

Redeeming grace and dying love.
And asked for peace with suppliant 4. Hail, great Immanuel, all-divine !

In Thee Thy Father's glories shine:
And peace was given,-nor peace alone, Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One,
But faith, and hope, and ecstasy !

That eyes have seen, or angels known! WORDSWORTH.




English arranged by L. Mason.

1. Who is this fair one in dis-tress, That travels from the wilderness? And pressed with sorrows

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4. Did ever trouble yet befall,

And He refuse to hear thy call ?
And has He not His promise past,
That thou shalt overcome at last ?

5. He who has helped me hitherto,

Will help me all my journey through,
And give me daily cause to raise
New trophies to His endless praise.

4. "Stronger than death Thy love is known,

Which floods of wrath could never drown;
And hell and earth in vain combine

To quench a fire so much divine. 5. “But I am jealous of my heart,

Lest it should once from Thee depart;
Then let Thy name be well impressid,

As a fair signet, on my breast.
6. “Come, my Beloved, haste away,

Cut short the hours of Thy delay;
Fly, like a youthful hart or roe,
Over the hills where spices grow."


6. Though rough and thorny be the road,

It leads thee home, apace, to God;
Then count thy present trials small,
For heaven will make amends for all.


742. L. M.

741, L. M.

1. With tearful eyes I look around,

Life seems a dark and stormy sea; Yet, 'midst the gloom, I hear a sound,

A heavenly whisper, “Come to Me."

1. BE still, my heart! these anxious cares

To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares;
They cast dishonor on thy Lord,

And contradict His gracious word.
2. Brought safely by His hand thus far,

Why wilt thou now give place to fear?

2. It tells me of a place of rest

It tells me where my soul may flee; 01 to the weary, faint, oppress'd,

How sweet the bidding, "Come to Me."

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