Law and terrors do but harden All the while they work alone; 3 JESUS, all our consolations Flow from thee, the sov'reign good; 361.2. Renouncing Self for Christ. L.M. And of his fulness have all we received, and grace for grace. Jon. i. 16. A GUILTY soul by sin opprest, 2 All things I want; but one is nigh 362. Support in God's Covenant under Trouble. С.М. Although my house be not so with God; yet he hath made with me an everlasting covenant, ordered in all things, and sure: for this is all my salvation, and all my desire.-2 SAM. xxiii. 5. MY GOD, the cov'nant of thy love And in it's matchless grace I feel 2 What though my house be not with thee, 3 Since thou, the everlasting God, 4 I welcome all thy sov'reign will, 5 Yea, comfort in the darkest gloom 363. Seeking Relief. C.M. I said not unto the seed of Jacob, seek ye me in vain.- JESUS, we come before thy throne, Now send thy promis'd mercy down, 66 2 Ne'er didst thou say to Jacob's seed, 3 The same thy power, thy love thesame, 4 Though Satan rage, and flesh rebel, And unbelief arise, We'll wait around his footstool still, 363.2. Relief Sought and Found. L.M. Is there no balm in Gilead? is there no Physician there? JEREMIAH viii. 22. WHY droops my soul, with guilt op prest, Why do these fears disturb my breast? Is there no balm to heal my wound? No kind Physician to be found ? 2 Yes, in the Gospel's faithful lines, JEHOVAH's grace and mercy shines; There, dress'd in love, the SAVIOUR stands, With pitying eye, and outstretch'd hands. 3 Raise to the cross thy weeping eyes, 4 Millions, who now his throne surround, Here sought relief, here mercy found; His cross dispell'd their gloomy fears, Heal'd all their wounds, and dried their tears. 5 And shall my trembling soul complain, 6 LORD, prostrate at thy feet I lie, 364. Troubled, but making the Lord his Refuge. C.M. I will wait upon the LORD, that hideth his face from the house of Jacob, and I will look for him. Isa. viii. 17. DEAR refuge of my weary soul, 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 3 [But Oh! when gloomy doubts prevail, 4 Yet, gracious LORD, where shall I flee? 5 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? And can the ear of Sov'reign Grace, 6 No; still the ear of Sov'reign Grace To breathe my sorrows there! |