Fondly I said within my heart,— "Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart.” 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long, Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 I cried aloud to thee, my God!"What canst thou profit by my blood? Deep in the dust can I declare
Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O God of grace!" I said, “And bring me from among the dead :” Thy word rebuked the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love removed my guilt. 5 My groans and tears, and forms of wo, Are turned to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be silent of thy name;
Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heaven, For sickness healed, and sins forgiven.
FIRST PART, C. M.
Deliverance from Death.
1 INTO thy hand, O God of truth!
My spirit I commit;
Thou hast redeemed my soul from death, And saved me from the pit.
2 "My times are in thy hand," I cried, "Though I draw near the dust;" Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust.
3 Oh! make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine;, And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine.
4 Thy goodness, how divinely free! How wondrous is thy grace, To those who fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises!
5 Oh love the Lord, all ye his saints! And sing his praises loud;
He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud.
SECOND PART, C. M.
Deliverance from Slander and Reproach.
1 MY heart rejoices in thy name,
My God, my help, my trust!
Thou hast preserved my face from shame, Mine honor from the dust.
2 How great deliverance thou hast wrought, Before the sons of men!
The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boasting vain!
3 Thy children, from the strife of tongues, Shall thy pavilion hide;
Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride.
4 Within thy secret presence, Lord! Let me forever dwell;
No fenced city, walled and barred, Secures a saint so well.
THIRD PART, C. M.
Trust in God as a Father
1 MY God! my Father! blissful name! Oh! may I call thee mine?
May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine?
2 This only can my fears control,
And bid my sorrows fly:
What harm can ever reach my soul Beneath my Father's eye?
3 Whate'er thy providence denies, I calmly would resign;
For thou art good, and just, and wise; Oh! bend my will to thine.
4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, Oh! give me strength to bear; Let me but know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care.
5 If pain and sickness rend this frame, And life almost depart,
Is not thy mercy still the same, To cheer my drooping heart?
6 My God! my Father! be thy name My solace and my stay;
Oh! wilt thou seal my humble claim, And drive my fears away.
God, a Rock and Fortress.
1 LORD! I look for all to thee; Thou hast been a rock to me: Still thy wonted aid afford; Still be near, my shield, my sword! I my soul commit to thee,
Lord thy blood has ransomed me. 2 Faint and sinking on my road, Still I cling to thee, my God! Bending 'neath a weight of woes, Harassed by a thousand foes, Hope still chides my rising fears; Joy's still mingle with my tears. 3 On thy word I take my stand; All my times are in thy hand; Make thy face upon me shine; Take me 'neath thy wings divine: Lord thy grace is all my trust; Save, Oh! save thy trembling dust.
4 Oh! what mercies still attend Those who make the Lord their friend! Sweetly, safely shall they 'bide 'Neath his eye, and at his side: Lord! may this my station be: Seek it, all ye saints! with me.
FIRST PART, L. M. Pardon and Obedience.
1 BLEST is the man, for ever blest,
Whose guilt is pardoned by his God; Whose sins with sorrow are confessed,
And covered with his Saviour's blood. 2 From guile his heart and lips are free; His humble joy, his holy fear
With deep repentance well agree, And join to prove his faith sincere. 3 How glorious is that righteousness
That hides and cancels all his sins! While a bright evidence of grace,
Through his whole life, appears and shines.
SECOND PART, L. M.
Confession and Pardon.
1 WHILE I keep silence, and conceal My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel! What agonies of inward smart! 2 I spread my sins before the Lord,
And all my secret faults confess; Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word, Thy Holy Spirit seals the grace. 3 For this shall every humble soul Make swift addresses to thy seat; When floods of huge temptations roll, There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie,
When days grow dark and storms appear! And when I walk, thy watchful eye
Shall guide me safe from every snare.
1 OH! blessed souls are they, Whose sins are covered o'er ;- Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more.
2 They mourn their follies past,
And keep their hearts with care; Their lips and lives, without deceit, Shall prove their faith sincere. 3 While I concealed my guilt, I felt the festering wound; Till I confessed my sins to thee, And ready pardon found.
4 Let sinners learn to pray, Let saints keep near the throne;
`Our help, in times of deep distress, Is found in God alone.
FIRST PART, C. M.
Works of Creation and Providence.
1 REJOICE, ye righteous! in the Lord; This work belongs to you; Sing of his name, his ways, his word; How holy, just, and true!
2 His mercy and his righteousness Let heaven and earth proclaim; His works of nature and of grace Reveal his wondrous name.
3 His wisdom and almighty word The heavenly arches spread; And, by the Spirit of the Lord, Their shining hosts were made. 4 He bade the liquid waters flow To their appointed deep; The flowing seas their limits know, And their own station keep.
5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth! With fear before him stand: He spake and nature took its birth, And rests on his command.
6 He scorns the angry nations' rage, And breaks their vain designs; His counsel stands through every age, And in full glory shines.
SECOND PART, C. M.
Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient.
1 BLEST is the nation, where the Lord Has fixed his gracious throne; Where he reveals his heavenly word, And calls the tribes his own.
2 His eye, with infinite survey, Does the whole world behold, He formed us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble mould. 3 God is our fear, and God our trust, When plagues or famine spread;
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