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The Christian's Treasure.
1 How vast the treasure we possess !

Ilow rich Thy bounty, King of Grace!
This world is our's, and worlds to come:

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;
While the good SPIRIT shows us how

To use, and to improve them too.
3 If peace and plenty crown my days,

They help me, LORD, to speak Thy praise :
If bread of sorrows be my food,

Those sorrows work my lasting good. 4 I would not change my bless'd estate

For all the world calls good or great:
And while my faith can keep her hold,

I envy not the sinner's gold.
5 FATHER, I wait Thy daily will;

Thou shalt divide my portion still:
Grant me on earth what seems Thee best,
Till death and heav'n reveal the rest.

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,
That sav'd by grace, but not our own,...

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.
2 GỌD, in Israel, sows the seeds

Of affliction, pain, and toil;.
These spring up, and choke the weeds

Which would else o'erspread the soil:
Trials make the promise sweet;

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? .
Shall I behold Thee on the throne,

And there for ever siť with Thee?
Then let the world approve or blame,

I'll triumph in Thy glorious Name.
2 Should I to gain the world's applause,

Or to escape it's harmless frown,
Refuse to countenance Thy cause,

And make Thy people's lot my own;
What shame would fill me in that day,

When Thou Thy glorý wilt display!
3 And what is man, or what his smile? '

The terror of his anger what?
Like grass he flourishes a while,

But soon his place shall know him not: *
Through fear of such a one shall I

The LORD of heaven and earth deny? 4 No! let the world cast out my name,

And vile account me, if they will:
If to confess the LORD be shame,

I purpose to be viler still.
For Thee, my GOD, I all resign,

Content if I can call Thee mine. .
5 What transport then shall fill my heart,

When Thou my worthless name wilt own; When I shall see Thee as Thou art,

And know as I myself am known!?
From sin and fear and sorrow free,
My soul shall find it's rest in Thee.

Satan's Devices.

il HATE the tempter and his charms,

I hate his flatt'ring breath;
The serpent takes a thousand forms

To cheat our souls to death.
2 He feeds our hopes with airy dreams,

Or kills with slavish fear;
And holds us still in wild extremes,

Presuniption, or despair.
3 Now he persuades, “How easy 'tis

To walk the road to heaven!"
Anon he swells our sins, `and cries,

“They cannot be forgiven.”
A He bids young sinners, “Yet forbear

To think of God or death :
For pray'r and devotion are”.

But melancholy breath."
5 He tells the aged, “ They must die,

And 'tis too late to pray:
In vain for mercy now they cry,

For they have lost their day."
& While thus he props his cruel throne

By mischief and deceit,
His full devices, LORD, make known,

And bruise him 'neath our feet. 7 Stedfast in faith, we look to Thee

To save from Satan's thrall :
And let us, LORD, his kingdom see

From heav'n like lightning fall.

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Christian warfare.--Christ's strength.

1. By whom was David taught "

To aim the dreadful blow,
. When he Goliath fought,

And laid the Gittite low?
No sword nor spear the stripling took,

But chose a pebble from the brook. 2 'Twas Isr'el's God and King,

Who sent him to the fight;
Who gave him strength to sling,

And skill to aim aright.
Ye feeble saints, your strength endures,

Because young David's God is yours. 3 Who order'd Gideon forth,

To storm th' invaders' camp,
With arms of little worth,

A pitcher and a lamp?
The trumpets made his coming known,

And all the host was overthrown. 4 Oh! I have seen the day,

When with a single word,
God helping me to say, .. ... !

My trust is in the LORD;...
My soul has quell'd a thousand foes,

Fearless of all that could oppose.. . 5 But unbelief, self-will, ..::

Self-righteousness, and pride,
How often do they steal,

My weapon from my side?
Yet David's LORD, and Gideon's Friend,
Will help his servant to the end.

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