If I am found in Jesus' hands,
My soul can ne'er be lost.

2 His honor is engaged to save
The meanest of his sheep;

All, whom his heavenly Father gave,
His hands securely keep.

3 Nor death, nor hell, shall e'er remove,
His fav'rites from his breast;

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In the dear bosom of his love,
They must for ever rest.

HYMN 395, L. M.

Hope in the Covenant.

1 HOW oft have sin and Satan strove,
To rend my soul from thee, my God!
But everlasting is thy love,

And Jesus seals it with his blood.

2 The oath and promise of the Lord
Join to confirm the wondrous grace;
Eternal power performs the word,
And fills all heaven with endless praise.
3 Amid temptations, sharp and long,
My soul to this dear refuge flies;
Hope is my anchor, firm and strong,
While tempests blow, and billows rise.
4 The gospel bears my spirit up;

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A faithful and unchanging God
Lays the foundation for my hope,
In oaths, and promises, and blood.

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HYMN 396, L. M.

Security of the Saints.

HO shall the Lord's elect condemn ?-
'T is God, who justifies their souls;
And mercy, like a mighty stream,
O'er all their sins divinely rolls.

2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell?—
'T is Christ, who suffered in their stead,
And, the salvation to fulfill,

Behold him, rising from the dead!

3 He lives!-he lives, and reigns above,
For ever interceding there;

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Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love.

HYMN 397, 8s, 7s and 4.

God, the Pilgrim's Guide.

UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah !

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I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy powerful hand:
Bread of heaven!

Feed me till I want no more.
2 Open, Lord! the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing waters flow;
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Lead no all my journey through:
Strong deliverer !

Be thou still my strength and shield,
3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction!
Land me safe on Canaan's side:
Songs of praises

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I will ever give to thee.

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HYMN 398, C. M.

Joys departed.

WEET was the time, when first I felt
The Saviour's pard'ning blood,

Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt,
And bring me home to God.

mf 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed,
His praises tuned my tongue;

And, when the evening shade prevailed,
His love was all my song.

3 In prayer, my soul drew near the Lord,
And saw his glory shine;

And, when I read his holy word,

I called each promise mine.

4 But now, when evening shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns:

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And, when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.

5 Rise, Saviour!—help me to prevail,
And make my soul thy care;

I know thy mercy cannot fail,-
Let me that mercy share.

HYMN 399, C. M.

Seeking God.

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I'd spread my wants before his face,
And pour my woes abroad.

H! that I knew the secret place,

2 I'd tell him how my sins arise,-
What sorrows I sustain,

How grace decays, and comfort dies,
And leave my heart in pain.

3 He knows what arguments I'd take,
To wrestle with my God;

I'd plead for his own mercy's sake,
And for my Saviour's blood.

4 My God will pity my complaints,
And heal my broken bones;

He takes the meaning of his saints,-
The language of their groans.

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And banish every fear;

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He calls thee, to his throne of grace,
To spread thy sorrows there.

HYMN 400, C. M.

Walking with God.

I for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame,
A light to shine upon the road,
That leads me to the Lamb!

2 Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus, and his word?

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed!
How sweet their mem'ry still!

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But they have left an aching void,
The world can never fill.

4 Return, O holy Dove! return,
Sweet messenger of rest!

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I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breast.

5 The dearest idol I have known,-
Whate'er that idol be,—

Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;

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So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

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HYMN 401, 7s.

Love to Christ.

ARK! my soul! it is the Lord;
'T is thy Saviour-hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,—
Say, poor sinner! lovest thou ine?

2 "I delivered thee, when bound,

And, when bleeding, healed thy wound;
Sought thee wandering, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.

3 "Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.

4 "Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above;
Deeper than the depths beneath--
Free and faithful-strong as death.
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When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be;-
Say, poor sinner! lovest thou me ?"
6 Lord! it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee, and adore ;-
Oh! for grace to love thee more.

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HYMN 402, C. M.

Love to Christ.

1 Do not I love thee, O my Lord?

Behold my heart, and see;

And turn each hateful idol out,
That dares to rival thee.

2 Do not I love thee, from my soul?
Then let me nothing love:
Dead be my heart to every joy,
Which thou dost not approve.

3 Is not thy name melodious still,
To mine attentive ear?

Doth not each pulse with pleasure beat,
My Saviour's voice to hear?

4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock,
I would disdain to feed?

Hast thou a foe, before whose face,
I fear thy cause to plead?

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And challenge the cold hand of death,
To damp th' immortal flame?

6 Thou knowest I love thee, dearest Lord!
But Oh! I long to soar,

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Far from the sphere of mortal joys,
That I may love thee more.

HYMN 403, S. M.

Christian Watchfulness.

1 A CHARGE to keep I have,

A God to glorify;

A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky:

2 To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfill,-

Oh! may it all my powers engage

To do my Master's will.

3 Arm me with jealous care,

As in thy sight to live;

And Oh! thy servant, Lord! prepare
A strict account to give.

4 Help me to watch and pray,

And on thyself rely,