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528 He stayeth His rough wind in the

day of the east wind.-Isa. 27, 8.

1GENTLY, gently lay Thy rod

On my sinful head, O God!
Stay Thy wrath, in mercy stay,
Lest I sink before its sway.
2 Heal me, for my flesh is weak;
Heal me, for Thy grace I seek:
This my only plea I make,-

Heal me for Thy mercy's sake.
8 Who within the silent grave
Shall proclaim Thy power to save?
Lord! my sinking soul reprieve;
Speak, and I shall rise and live.
4 Lo! He comes! He heeds my plea!
Lo! He comes! the shadows flee!
Glory round me dawns once more.
Rise, my spirit, and adore!

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529 He is able to save to the uttermost.

1

-Heb. 7, 25.

JESUS, Saviour! Thou dost know
the depth of human woe;
Thou hast shed the bitter tear,
Thou hast felt the withering fear.

2 For the iron of our sin,

To Thy heart hath entered in;
All its festering anguish keen,
Holy Saviour, Thine hath been.
3 Thou our Brother art, and we
With our sorrows come to Thee;
Thou wilt not, for us who died,
From our misery turn aside.

4 Jesus, save! the floods are nigh;
To Thine open arms we fly;
Sure the waters will not dare
Overwhelm our spirits there.

5 No! the raging waves subside,
Thou hast checked the rising tide,
All our woes obey Thy will,

While Thou whisperest," Peace, be still!"

ZEAL AND COURAGE.

S.M.

530 Put on the whole armour of God.

1 SOLD

2

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Eph. 6, 11.

OLDIERS of Christ, arise!
And put your armour on;

Strong in the strength which God supplies

Through His eternal Son.

Strong in the Lord of Hosts,
And in His mighty power;

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.

Stand then in His great might,
With all His strength endued;
And take to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God.

4 Jesus hath died for you,

What can His love withstand,
Believe, hold fast your shield, and who
Shall pluck you from His hand?
5 From strength to strength go on,
Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Tread all the powers of darkness down
And win the well-fought day.

6 Then having all things done,
And every conflict past;
Accepted each through Christ alone,
You shall be crowned at last.

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531 Take unto you the whole armour of God.-Eph. 6, 13.

STAND up, my soul, shake off thy

fears,

And gird the gospel-armour on

March to the gates of endless joy, Where thy great Captain-Saviour's

gone.

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course; But hell and sin are vanquished foes; Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, And sung the triumph when He rose.

3 Then let my soul march boldly on,
Press forward to the heavenly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glittering robes for conquerors
wait.

4 There shall I wear a starry crown,
And triumph in almighty grace
While all the armies of the skies
Join in my glorious Leader's praise.

C.M.

532 Endure hardness as a good soldier

of Jesus Christ.-2 Tim. 2, 3.

ABE we the soldiers of the cross,

The followers of the Lamb?

And shall we fear to own His cause,
Or blush to speak His name?

2 No! we must fight if we would reign; Increase our courage, Lord!

We'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy word.

3 Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they're slain:
They see the triumph from afar,
And shall with Jesus reign.

4 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all Thy armies shine

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

148th.

533 We wrestle not against flesh and

1

HA

blood.-Eph. 6, 12.

ARK! tis a martial sound!
To arms, ye saints, to arms!

Your foes are gathering round,
And peace has lost its charms:

Prepare the helmet, sword, and shield;
The trumpet calls you to the field.

An arm of flesh must fail

In such a war as this:

He only can prevail,

Whose arm immortal is:

Tis heaven itself the strength must

yield,

And weapons fit for such a field.

3 And heaven supplies them toor-
The Lord, who never faints,
Is greater than the foe;

And He is with His saints:

Thus armed, they venture to the fight; Thus armed, they put their foes to flight. 4 And when the conflict's past, On yonder peaceful shore They shall repose at last, And see their foes no more: The fruits of victory enjoy,

And never more their arms employ.

534

1

Be faithful unto death.-Rev. 2, 10. FT in sorrow, oft in woe,

OFT

Onward, Christians, onward go! Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthened with the bread of life. 2 Onward, Christians, onward go! Join the war, and face the foe; Will ye flee in danger's hour? Know ye not your Captain's power? 3 Let your drooping hearts be glad; March, in heavenly armour clad; Fight, nor think the battle long, Soon shall victory tune your song. 4 Let not sorrow dim your eye, Soon shall every tear be dry; Let not fears your course impede, Great your strength, if great your need. 5 Onward, then, in battle move, More than conquerors ye shall prove; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go!

535

I'M

C.M.

I am not ashamed.-2 Tim. 1, 12. M not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend His cause; Maintain the honour of His word, The glory of His cross.

2 Jesus, my God! I know His name,
His name is all my trust;

Nor will He put my soul to shame,
Nor let my hope be lost.

3 Firm as His throne His promise stands ; And He can well secure

What I've committed to His hands,
Till the decisive hour.

4 Then will He own my worthless name
Before His Father's face;
And in the new Jerusalem
Appoint my soul a place.

L.M.

536 The Lord Jehovah is my strength

1

and my song.-Isa. 12, 2.

Now let the feeble all be strong,

And make Jehovah's arm their song;

His shield is spread o'er every saint, And, thus supported, who shall faint? 2 Bound by His word, He will display A strength proportioned to our day: And, when united trials meet, Will show a path of safe retreat. 3 Thus far we prove that promise good, Which Jesus ratified with blood: Still is He gracious, wise, and just; And still, in Him, let Israel trust.

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537 4 burning and a shining light.—

John 5, 35.

THOU who camest from above,

The pure, celestial fire to impart,

Kindle a flame of sacred love
On the mean altar of my heart.
2 There let it for Thy glory burn,
With inextinguishable blaze;

And trembling, to its source return
In humble love and fervent praise.

3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire

To work, and speak, and think for Thee,
Still let me guard the holy fire,
And still stir up Thy gift in me.

4 Ready for all Thy perfect will,
My acts of faith and love repeat,
Till death Thy endless mercies seal
And make the sacrifice complete.