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Ground of confidence and joy. i Now I have found the ground wherein
Sure my soul's anchor may remain; The wounds of Jesus for my sin,
Before the world's foundation slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay,
When heav'n and earth ate fled away. 2 FATHER, thine everlasting grace
Our scanty thoughts surpasses far: Thy heart still melts with tenderness;
Thy arms of love still open are, Returning sinners to receive,
That mercy they may taste, and live. 3 O Love, thou bottomless abyss ! :
My sins are swallow'd up in Thee'; Cover'd is my unrighteousness,
Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesu's blood, through earth and skies, . Mercy free, boundless Mercy, cries ! 4 By faith I plunge me in this sea,
Here is my hope, my joy, my rest;
I look into my SAVIOUR's breast :
Tho'strength, and health, and friends be gone; Though joys be wither'd all and dead;
Though ev'ry comfort be withdrawn; On this my stedfast soul relies, FATHER, Thy mercy never dies.
6 Fixt on this ground will I remain,
Though my heart fail, and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain,
When earth’s foundations melt away; Mercy's full pow'r I then shall prove, Lov'd with an everlasting Love.
Comfort derived from God's presence.
The life of my delights,
And comfort of my nights ;
My dawning is begun:
And He my rising sun.
With beams of sacred bliss,
And whispers, I am His.
4 My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word, Run up with joy the shining way
To see and praise my LORD.
I'd break through ev'ry foe:
i LORD, how secure and bless'd are they
Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin ! Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea,
Their minds have heav'n and peace within.
2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads,
Made up of innocence and love; And soft and silent as the shades
Their nightly minutes gently move. 3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come on,
But fly not half so swift away; Their souls are ever bright at noon,
And calm as summer ev'nings be.
4 How oft they look to th' heav'nly hills
Where groves of living pleasure grow! And longing hopes, and cheerful smiles,
Sit undisturb’d upon their brow.
5 They scorn to seek our golden toys,
But spend the day, and share the night, In numb’ring o'er the richer joys
That heav'n prepares for their delight.
6 While wretched we, like worms and moles,
Lie grov'lling in the dust below: Almighty grace! renew our souls,
And we'll aspire to glory too.
1 My God, my portion, and my love!
My everlasting all!
Or on this earthly ball.
2 What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!
There's nothing like my God.
3 To Thee we owe our wealth, and friends,
And health, and safe abode; Thanks to Thy Name for meaner things; . But they are not my GOD.
4 How vain a toy is glitt'ring wealth,
If once compar'd to Thee!
Or all my friends, to me?
And callid the stars my own, Without Thy graces and Thyself,
I were a wretch undone.
6 Let others stretch their arms abroad,
And grasp at earthly store, Grant me the visits of my GOD,
And I desire no more.
God our All in All.
To Thee, to Thee I call :
For Thou art all in all.
This dungeon where I dwell; 'Tis paradise when Thou art here,
If Thou depart, 'tis hell. 3 The smilings of Thy face,
How comforting they are!
And no where else but there. 4 To Thee, to Thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss ; - They sit around Thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is. 5 Not all the harps above
Can make a heav'nly place,
Or but conceal His face. 6 Nor earth, nor all the sky
Can one delight afford,
Without Thy presence, LORD. 7 Thou art the sea of love
Where all my pleasures roll, The circle where my passions move,
The centre of my soul,