Jesus to angels thus made known, 5 This is the God our souls adore, And joyful will, from shore to shore, HYMN 287. C. M. OUR confidence and hope, O Lord, 2 Here storms and tempests daily low'r, And enemies assail; But thou dear Lord, our Rock and Tow'r, Wilt o'er our foes prevail. 3 Infernal hosts, athirst for blood, Against our souls combine; Our hope is fix'd on thee, our God, 4 We sail o'er rough, tempest'ous waves, Jesus is nigh, and ever saves, 5 On him in troubles we rely, HYMN 288. P. M. CALM, my soul, behold thy Saviour! 2 What though all the world are preaching, "Death shall reign for ever more"? I'm instructed by his teaching, That its reign shall soon be o'er. 3 What though death, and hell, and ruin, 4 Jesus, for the guilty captive, Gave his precious life away; 5 But I feel I am a sinner ; Can his grace to me extend? Yes, methinks the gospel whispers, "Jesus is the sinner's Friend." 6 Soon we'll leave this world of sorrow, 7 Oh! for such transcendent goodness; HYMN 289. C. M. FROM thy bless'd body radiant light 2 They joyful see thee as thou art, 3 O could we all thy beauty see, In thy Divine Humanity, 4 To thee, and thee alone, be praise, And soon thou wilt our spirits raise, HYMN 290. L. M. COME, ye that love the Lord, rejoice, 2 Our souls he will in safety keep, 3 Why should we fear the cruel bear Jesus will all their rage subdue, And make us more than conqu❜rors too. 4 Let men and devils do their worst, 5 To his own care our souls are giv❜n, HYMN 291. L. M. SING to the Lord with cheerful voice, 2 To day our Saviour from on high 3 May nought but grace now fill our tongues, Or be the subject of our songs; Since ought besides thy name, Most High, Is emptiness and vanity. 4 May ev'ry thing on earth give place And turn out ev'ry thought unclean. HYMN 292. L. M. AND is this heav'n! and am I there! How short the road! how swift the flight! I am all life, all eye, all ear; Jesus is here my soul's delight. 2 Is this the heav'nly Friend who hung Whom Paul proclaim'd, whom David sung, 3 How fair, thou Offspring of my God! 4 Lo! he presents me at the throne HYMN 293. C. M. BEFORE the rosy dawn of day, 2 Awake, and let thy flowing strains 3 While all the glitt'ring, starry lamps |