709.

1. O THAT the Lord would guide my ways

To keep his statutes still!

O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will!

2. O, send thy Spirit down, to write
Thy law upon my heart;

Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.

3. From folly turn away my eyes;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desire, arise

Within this soul of mine.

4. Direct my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.
5. Make me to walk in thy commands,—
"Tis a delightful road,—

Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands,
Offend against my God.

6. In such society as this

Our weary souls would rest;

The man who dwells where Jesus is
Must be forever blest.

534.

1. YE glittering toys of earth, adieu! A nobler choice be mine;

A heavenly prize attracts my view,
A treasure all divine.

2. Jesus, to multitudes unknown,—
O name,
divinely sweet!—
Jesus, in thee, in thee alone,

True wealth and honor meet.

3. Should earth's vain treasures all depart, Of this dear gift possessed,

I'd clasp it to my joyful heart,
And be forever blest.

4. Dear portion of my soul's desires,
Thy love is bliss divine;
Accept the wish that love inspires,
And let me call thee mine.

789.

1. NOT to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke;
Not to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke ;-
2. But we now come to Zion's hill,
The city of our God,

Where milder words declare his will,
And spread his love abroad.

8. Behold the great, the glorious host
Of angels clothed in light;
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turned to sight.

4. Behold the blest assembly there,

Whose names are writ in heaven,
And God, the Judge, who doth declare
Their vilest sins forgiven.

5. The saints on earth, and all the dead,
But one communion make;
All join in Christ, their living Head,
And of his grace partake.

862.

1. GREAT God, the nations of the earth Are by creation thine;

And in thy works, by all beheld,
Thy radiant glories shine.

2. But, Lord, thy greater love has sent
Thy gospel to mankind,

Unveiling what rich stores of grace
Are treasured in thy mind.

3. O, when shall these glad tidings spread
The spacious earth around,
Till every tribe and every soul
Shall hear the joyful sound?

4. Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt
To spread the gospel's rays,
And build on sin's demolished throne
The temples of thy praise.

690.

1. HOW oft, alas! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord! How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word!

2. Yet sovereign mercy calls, "Return;" Dear Lord, and may I come? My vile ingratitude I mourn;

O, take the wanderer home.

3. And canst thou, wilt thou, yet forgive,
And bid my crimes remove?
And shall a pardoned rebel live
To speak thy wondrous love?

4. Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, Blest Saviour, I adore;

O, keep me at thy sacred feet,
And let me rove no more.

2. When from the dead he raised his Son,
And called him to the sky,
He gave our souls a lively hope
That they should never die.

3. What though our inbred sins require Our flesh to see the dust;

Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose,
So all his followers must.

4. There's an inheritance divine
Reserved against that day;
'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled,
And cannot fade away.

5. Saints by the power of God are kept Till the salvation come;

We walk by faith as strangers here,
Till Christ shall call us home.

733.

1. IN trouble, and in grief, O God,

Thy smile hath cheered my way;
And joy hath budded from each thorn
That round my footsteps lay.

2. The hours of pain have yielded good

Which prosperous days refused; As herbs, though scentless when entire, Spread fragrance when they're bruised. 3. The oak strikes deeper, as its boughs By furious blasts are driven; So life's tempestuous storms the more Have fixed my heart in heaven. 4. All-gracious Lord, whate'er my lot In other times may be, I'll welcome still the heaviest grief That brings me near to thee.

1126.

1. BLEST be the everlasting God,
The Father of our Lord;
Be his abounding mercy praised,
His majesty adored.

721.

1. AM I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,

Or blush to speak his name?

2. Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through bloody seas?

3. Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

4. Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord;
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.

5. Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die;
They see the triumph from afar,
And seize it with their eye.

6. When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine

In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be thine.