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Then let us earnest be,

And never faint in pray’r;
He loves our importunity,

And makes our cause his care.

59. I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction.

Isa. xlviii. 10. [Tune, Pilgrim. i Sons of God, in tribulation

Let your eyes the Saviour view,
He's the rock of our salvation,
He was tried and tempted too,

All to succour
Ev'ry tempted burden'd son!
2 'Tis, if need be, he reproves us,

Lest we settle on our lees;
Yet he in the furnace loves us;
'Tis express'd in words like these,

* I am with thee,
Mine, tho' passing thro' the fire."
3 To his church, his joy and treasuré,

Ev'ry trial works for good;
They are dealt in weight and measure,
Yet how little understood !

Not in anger,
But all sent in cov'nant luve.
4 With afflictions he may scourge us,

Send a cross for ev'ry day;
Blast our gourds, and try and purge us,
Take our dross and tin away,

Make the fire,
Stir us up to watch and pray!

5 If to day he deign to bless us

With a sense of pardon'd sin,
Perhaps tomorrow he'll distress us,
Make us feel the plague within;

All to make us
Sick of self and fond of him!


This do in remembrance of me. Luke xxii. 19. L.M.

'Twas on that dark and doleful night,
When pow'rs of death and hell arose
Against the Son of God's delight,

And friends betray'd him to his foes; 2 Before the mournful scene began

He took the bread, and bless'd, and brake;
What love thro' all his actions ran!

What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 3 “This is my body broke for sin,

Receive and eat the living food;”
Then took the cup and bless'd the wine,
''Tis the new cov'nant of


4 “Do this," he said, “ till time shall end,

In mem'ry of your dying friend;
Meet at my table, and record

The love of your departed Lord.” 5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate,

We shew thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.

L. M.

A Garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse.

Song iv. 12.
i Zion's a garden wall'd around,

Chosen and made peculiar ground;
A little spot enclosed by grace

Out of the word's wide wilderness.
2 Like spicy trees believers stand,

Planted by God the Father's hand;
And all the springs in Zion flow

To make this young plantation grow.
3 Awake, O heav'nly wind, and come,

Blow on this garden of perfume!
Spirit divine, descend, and breathe

A gracious gale on plants beneath.
4 Make our best spices flow abroad

To entertain our Saviour God;
Let faith, and love, and joy appear,
And ev'ry grace be active here.



For of him, and through him, and to him, are all things; to whom be glory for ever. Amen.

Rom. xi. 36.
i In Christ my treasure's all contain'd;

By Him my feeble soul's sustain'd;
From Him I all things do receive;
Through Him my soul does daily live.

2 With Him I daily love to walk ;

Of Him my soul delights to talk;
On Him I cast my ev'ry care;

Like Him one day I shall appear.
3 Bless Him, my soul, from day to day;

Trust Him to bring thee on thy way;
Give Him thy poor, weak, sinful heart;

With Him O never, never part. 4 Take Him for strength and righteousness;

Make Him thy refuge in distress;
Love Him above all earthly joy,

And Him in ev'ry thing employ.
5 Praise Him in cheerful, grateful songs;

To Him your highest praise belongs;
'Tis Him who does your heav'n prepare,
And Him you'll praise for ever there!

O Lord, revive thy work. Hab. iii. 2.

Tune, Redeeming Grace.
1 Saviour, visit thy plantation ;

Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain !
All will come to desolation,
Unless thou return again.

Lord, revive us;
All our help must come from thee!
2 Keep no longer at a distance,

Shine upon us from on high;
Lest, for want of thine assistance,
Every plant should droop and die!

Lord, &c.

3 Surely once thy garden flourishid,

Every part look'd gay and green, Then thy word our spirits nourish'd; 'Happy seasons we have seen!

Lord, &c.

4 But a drought has since succeeded,

And a sad decline we see;
Lord, thy help is greatly needed;
Help can only come from thee!

Lord, &c.

5 Where are those we counted leaders,

Fill'd with zeal, and love, and truth;
Old professors, tall as cedars,
Bright examples to our youth?

Lord, &c.

6 Some, in whom we once delighted,

We shall meet no more below; Some, alas, we fear are blighted, Scarce a single leaf they show!

Lord, &c.

7 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither,

Thou canst make them bloom again;
O! permit them not to wither,
Let not all our hopes be vain!

Lord, &c.

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8 Let our mutual love be fervent,

Make us prevalent in prayers;
Let each one esteem'd thy servant
Shun the world's bewitching snares !

Lord, &c.

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