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HYMN 553. L. M.

Warwick. Armley. 1 LONG unafflicted, undismay'd,

In pleasure's path secure I stray'd; When made to feel thy chastning rod,

I straight return'd to thee, my God. 2 What tho' it pierc'd my fainting heart

1 bless the hand that caus'd the smart; It taught my tears awhile to flow,

But sav'd me from eternal wo.
3 Oh, hadst thou left me unchastis'd,

Thy precepts I had still despis'd,
With daring rebels been the same,
Or gone where mercy never came.

HYMN 554. C. M.

Plymouth. Standish. 1 WHY should the Christian waste in sighs

The breath that God hath giv'n; Whom ev'ry passing hour that flies

Bears onward fast to heav'n? 2 Why should he wish for perfect bliss,

In this dark world forlorn; Or seek, amidst the wilderness,

A rose without a thorn. 3 Our Father God! be ours the grief,

Which to thy sons belongs; And let us share in their relief, Their everlasting songs.

HYMN 555. C. M.

Plymouth. Buckingham. 1 W TERE once our vain desires subdu'd,

The heart resign'd-at rest In ev'ry scene we should conclude The will of heav'n is best.

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And own us still for thine.

HYMN 556. C. M. TOPLADY.

Elgin. Plymouth.
Afliction sweetened. Ps. civ. 34.
1
WHEN languor and disease invade

This trembling house of clay,
'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains,

And long to fly away.
2 Sweet to look inward, and attend

The whispers of his love;
Sweet to look upward to the place

Where Jesus pleads above.
3 Sweet to reflect, how grace divine

My sins on Jesus laid;
Sweet to remember that his blood

My debt of suff'ring paid.
4 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest,

Whose love can never end;
Sweet on his covenant of grace

For all things to depend.
5 Sweet, in the confidence of faith,

To trust his firm decrees;
Sweet to lie passive in his hand,

And know no will but his.
6 If such the sweetness of the streams,

What must the fountain be,
Where saints and angels draw their bliss
Immediately from thee!
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HYMN 557. C. M."
Standish. Martyrs. Lebanon.

Joy in sorrow. 1 AND let

this feeble body fail, And faint or ; My soul shall quit the mournful vale,

And soar to worlds on high; 2 Shall join the disembody'd saints,

And find its long sought rest, (The only rest for which it pants,)

On the Redeemer's breast.
3 In hope of that immortal crown,

I now the cross sustain;
And gladly wander up and down,

And smile at toil and pain. 4 I travel my appointed years,

Till my Deliv'rer come,
And wipe away his servant's tears,
And take his exile home.
HYMN 558. L. M, COWPER.

Quercy. Surry..

The billows of temptation.
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Clouds overcast my wintry sky;
Out of the depths to thee I call

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My fears are great, my strength is small.
2 Dangers of ev'ry shape and name,

Attend the foll'wers of the Lamb,
Who leave the world's deceitful shore,

And leave it to return no more. 3 God of my life, to thee I call,

Afflicted at thy feet I fall;
Do thou the pilot's part perform,
And guide and guard me thro' the storm

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HYMN 559. 8s.
Lambeth. Uxbridge.

Rev. xxi. 4.
1 DISCONSOLATE tenant of clay,

In solemn
Thy treasure of sorrow survey,

And look thro' it all to the skies:
That heavenly house is prepar'd

For all who are sufferers here,
And wait the return of their Lord,

And long for his day to appear.
2 There all the tempestuous blast

Of bitter affliction is o'er;
The spirit is landed at last,

And sorrow and shame are no more;
Temptation and trouble are gone,

The trial is all at an end-
And there I shall cease to bemoan
The loss of my brother and friend.
HYMN 560. C. M. C. W.

Windsor. Standish.
The Parent's prayer. John iv. 46-49.
* JESUS great healer of mankind,

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Let an afflicted parent find

An answer to his pray’r.
2 I look for help in thee alone,

To thee for succour fly;
Come down and heal my darling son,

Now at the point to die.
3 Jesus, if thou pronounce the word,

The gracious answer give,
My dying child shall be restor'd,
And to thy glory live.

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My heart the miracle shall own,
And give him back to thee.

HYMN 561. C.M. M.

Chapel. Buckingham.
Light in darkness. Ps. cxii. 4.
THOU who dry'st the mourner's tear,

How dark this world would be,
If, pierc'd by sins and sorrows here,

We could not fly to thee! 2 The friends, who in our sunshine live,

When winter comes, are flown; And he who has but tears to give,

Must weep those tears alone.
3 Oh! who could bear life's stormy doom,

Did not thy wing of love
Come brightly wafting thro' the gloom

Our peace-branch from above?
4 Then sorrow touch'd by thee, grows bright,

With more than rapture's ray;
As darkness shows us worlds of light,
We never saw by day.
HYMN 562. C. M. HAWEIS.
Buckingham. Martyrs. Wantage.

Think upon me. Neh. v. 19.
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I lift my heart to thee;
In all my trials, conflicts, woes,

Dear Lord, remember me.
2 When groaning, on my burden'd heart

My sins lie heavily;
My pardon speak, new peace impart;
In love, remember me.

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