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4 Absent from Thee, my Guide, my Light,
Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night,
How desolate my way! 5 O shine on this benighted heart,
With beams of mercy shine ; And let Thy SPIRIT's voice impart
A taste of joys divine !
O LORD, Thy dwelling-place secure !
And leave the consecrated door. 2 Devoted as it is to Thee,
A thievish swarm frequents the place; They steal away my joys from me,
And rob my Saviour of His praise. 3 There too a sharp designing trade
Sin, Satan, and the world, maintain; Nor cease to press me, and persuade,
To part with ease, and purchase pain. 4 I know them, and I hate their din;
Am weary of the bustling crowd ; But while their voice is heard within,
I cannot serve Thee as I would. 5 Oh! for the joy Thy presence gives !
What peace shall reign when Thou art here! Thy presence makes this den of thieves
A calm delightful house of pray’r.
1 AFFLICTIONS do not come alone,
A voice attends the rod;
• Let not My children slight the stroke
I for their chast'ning send;
For still I am their Friend.
3 The wicked I perhaps may leave
Awhile, and not reprove;
I scourge, because I love.
This needful discipline,
If you, indeed, were Mine.
With grief and deep distress;
The fruits of righteousness." 6 Break thro’the clouds, dear LORD, and shine!
Let us perceive Thee nigh!
These gracious words apply.
Benefit of afflictions. 1 WHEN the LORD rebukes His servant,
'Tis to save, and not destroy; 'Tis to make my spirit fervent;
'Tis to give me real joy; "Tis to make me better know That
my rest is not below.
By my FATHER's love decreed?
Of His wrath upon my head ?
All is mercy short of this.
To expect a place above,
Let me own that God is love;
From paternal kindness flows.
Shall I not His kindness trust,
And remembers I am dust?
And confess the hand of God?
O sustain me lest I faint !
Keep Thy servant from complaint ;
Protection in the greatest Trouble.
1 PEACE, doubting heart, my God's I am;
Who form’d me man, forbids my fear:
The LORD protects, for ever near :
2 When passing through the wat'ry deep,
I ask in faith His promis'd aid, The waves an awful distance keep, And shrink from
devoted head : Fearless their violence I dare; They cannot harm; for God is there!
3 Still nigh me, O my SAVIOUR, stand !
And guard in fierce temptation's hour; Hide in the hollow of Thy hand;
Shew forth in me Thy saving pow'r: Still be Thy arms my sure defence; Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence.
4 When darkness intercepts the skies,
And sorrow's waves around me roll, When high the storms of trouble rise,
And half o'erwhelm my sinking soul; My soul a sudden calm shall feel, And hear a whisper, “Peace; be still !"
Looking beyond the Vale. 1 COME on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness,
Who still your bodies feel; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears,
To that celestial hill.
2 Beyond the bounds of time and space Look forward to that heav'nly place,
The saints' secure abode :
And scale the mount of GOD.
And by His side sit down :
The cross, shall wear the crown. 4 Thrice blessed bliss-inspiring hope! It lifts the fainting spirits up;
It brings to life the dead:
Triumphant with our Head.
And at Thy footstool fall;
And God be all in all!