I HYMN 265. DESIRING CHRIST. COME, O thou univerfal good! Balm of the wounded confcience, The hungry, dying fpirit's food; 2 Come, O my comfort and delight! fun; My boast, my confidence, and might, HYMN 266. SA SALVATION. ALVATION! O the joyful found! A foy'reign balm for ev'ry wound, 2 Salvation let the echo fly. 3 Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb! HYMN 267. EVERY CREATURE AT GOD'S COMMAND. ELIJAH'S example declares, Whatever diftrefs may betide, The faints may commit all their cares 2 More likely to rob than to feed, Were ravens who live upon prey; But where the LORD's people have need, His goodness will find out a way. This inftance, to thofe may feem ftrange, Who know not how faith can prevail; But fooner all nature fhall change, Than one of God's promifes fail. 3 Nor is it a fingular cafe';" The wonder is often renew'd; Thus worldlings, tho' ravens indeed, Against their own wills can be kind, 4 Thus Satan, the raven unclean, That croaks in the ears of the faints, O'errul'd by a power unseen, Adminifters oft to their wants: GOD teaches them how to find food From all the temptations they feel: This raven who thirfts for my blood, Has help'd me to many a meal. 5 How fafe and how happy are they Who on the good Shepherd rely! He'll give them out ftrength for their day, Their wants he will furely fupply. He ravens and lions can tame; I All creatures obey his command: And leave all my cares in his hand. HYMN 268. VANITY OF THE WORLD. GOD gives his mercies to be spent, Gold is a bleffing only lent, 2 The world's esteem is but a bribe: To buy their peace you'll fell your own; The flave of a vainglorious tribe, Who hate you while they make you 3 The joy that vain amusements give, 4 'Tis thus the world rewards the fools 5 God knows the thousands who go down 1 COME HYMN 269. OME, guilty fouls, and flee away, 2 GOD lov'd the world, and gave his Son I To drink the cup of wrath; HYMN 270 SELF-ACQUAINTANCE. DE EAR LORD, accept a finful heart And mourns with much & frequent smart, The evil it contains. 2 Those fiery feeds of anger lurk, 3 Legality holds out a bribe To purchafe life from thee, 4 While unbelief withstands thy grace, Prefumption with a brow of brafs 5 How eager are my thoughts to roam |