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Ilow rich Thy bounty, King of Grace!
Earth is our lodge, and heav'n our home. 2 All things are ours; the gifts of God;
The purchase of a SAVIOUR's blood;
To use, and to improve them too.
They help me, LORD, to speak Thy praise :
Those sorrows work my lasting good. 4 I would not change my bless'd estate
For all the world calls good or great:
I envy not the sinner's gold.
Thou shalt divide my portion still:
Hymn. Conflicts not expected by young Christians. ' i The new-born child of gospel-grace,
Like some fair tree when summer's nigh, Beneath IMMANUEL's shining face,
Lifts up his blooming branch on high. 2 No fears he feels, he sees no foes, - Ne conflict yet his faith employs, Nor has he learnt to whom he owes
The strength and peace his soul enjoys.
3 But sin soon darts it's cruel sting,
And comforts sinking day by day; What seein'd his own, a self-fed spring,
Proves but a brook that glides away. 4 When Gideon arm'd his num'rous host,
The Lord soon made his numbers less; And said, lest Israel vainly boast,
“My arm procured me this success." 6 Thus will He bring our spirits down,'
And draw our ebbing comforts low,
We may not claim the praise we owe.
Persecution.-Welcome Cross. 1 Tis my happiness below
Not to live without the cross, But the SAVIOUR's pow'r to know,
Sanctifying ev'ry loss : Trials must and will befal;
But with humble faith to see Love inscrib'd upon them all,
This is happiness to me.
Of affliction, pain, and toil;.
Which would else o'erspread the soil:
Trials give new life to pray'r; Trials bring me to His feet,
Lay me low, and keep me there.
Hymn. Persecution.-Reproach for Christ. 1 AND art Thou, gracious Master, gone,
A mansion to prepare for me? .
And there for ever siť with Thee?
I'll triumph in Thy glorious Name.
Or to escape it's harmless frown,
And make Thy people's lot my own;
When Thou Thy glorý wilt display!
The terror of his anger what?
But soon his place shall know him not: *
The LORD of heaven and earth deny? 4 No! let the world cast out my name,
And vile account me, if they will:
I purpose to be viler still.
Content if I can call Thee mine. .
When Thou my worthless name wilt own; When I shall see Thee as Thou art,
And know as I myself am known!?
il HATE the tempter and his charms,
I hate his flatt'ring breath;
To cheat our souls to death.
Or kills with slavish fear;
Presuniption, or despair.
To walk the road to heaven!"
“They cannot be forgiven.”
To think of God or death :
But melancholy breath."
And 'tis too late to pray:
For they have lost their day."
By mischief and deceit,
And bruise him 'neath our feet. 7 Stedfast in faith, we look to Thee
To save from Satan's thrall :
From heav'n like lightning fall.
1. By whom was David taught "
To aim the dreadful blow,
And laid the Gittite low?
But chose a pebble from the brook. 2 'Twas Isr'el's God and King,
Who sent him to the fight;
And skill to aim aright.
Because young David's God is yours. 3 Who order'd Gideon forth,
To storm th' invaders' camp,
A pitcher and a lamp?
And all the host was overthrown. 4 Oh! I have seen the day,
When with a single word,
My trust is in the LORD;...
Fearless of all that could oppose.. . 5 But unbelief, self-will, ..::
Self-righteousness, and pride,
My weapon from my side?