5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, And worship only thee. Calm and serene my frame; purer light shall mark the road IV.-Another. i By faith in Christ I walk with God, With heav'n, my journey's end, in view ; Supported by his staff and rod*, My road is safe and pleasant too. 2 I travel through a desert wide, Where many round me blindly stray; But he vouchsafes to be my guide +, And will not let me miss my way. 3 Though snares and dangers throng my path, And earth and hell my course withstand, I triumph over all by faith I, Guarded by his almighty hand. 4 The wilderness affords no food, But God for my support prepares ; Provides my ev'ry needful good, And frees my soul from wants and cares. 5 With him sweet converse I maintain; Great as he is, I dare be free ; I tell him all my grief and pain, And he reveals his love to me. 6 Some cordial from his word he brings, Whene'er my feeble spirit faints ; At once my soul revives and sings, And yields no more to sad complaints. * Psal. xxiii. 4. * Psal. cyii. * Psal. xxvii. 1, 2. * 2 Pet. ii. 8. 7 I pity all that worldings talk Of pleasures tbat will quickly end; Be this my choice, O Lord, to walk With thee, my Guide, my Guard, my Friend. V.-Lot in Sodom. Chap. xiii. 10. i How hurtful was the choice of Lot, Who took up his abode (Because it was a fruitful spot) With them who fear'd not God! 2 A pris'ner he was quickly made, Bereav'd of all his store; He had return'd no more. As if it were his rest; His righteous soul distress'd. Expos’d to scorn and strife; At last he left his all behind, And Aed to save his life. 5 In vain his sons-in-law he warn'd, They thought he told his dreams : His daughters, too, of them had learn'd And perish'd in the flames. 6 His wife escap'd a little way, But dy'd for looking back : Does not her case to pilgrims say, * Beware of growing slack?' 7 Yea, Lot himself could ling'ring stand, Though vengeance was in view; 'Twas Mercy pluck'd him by the hand, Or he had perish'd too. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, And worship only thee. Calm and serene my frame; purer light shall mark the road IV.-Another. i By faith in Christ I walk with God, With heav'n, my journey's end, in view; Supported by his staff and rod*, My road is safe and pleasant too. 2 I travel through a desert wide, Where many round me blindly stray; But he vouchsafes to be my guide t, And will not let me miss my way. 3 Though snares and dangers throng my path, And earth and hell my course withstand, I triumph over all by faith I, Guarded by his almighty hand. 4 The wilderness affords no food, But God for my support prepares ; Provides my ev'ry needful good, And frees my soul froin wants and cares. 5 With him sweet converse I maintain; Great as he is, I dare be free; I tell him all my grief and pain, And he reveals his love to me. 6 Some cordial from his word he brings, Whene'er my feeble spirit faints ; At once my soul revives and sings, And yields no more to sad complaints. * Peal. xxiii, 4. + Psal. cvii. * Psal. xxvii. 1, 2. VII.-The Lord will provide. 1 THOUGH troubles assail, And dangers affright, And foes all unite; Whatever betide, The Lord will provide. Or storehouse are fed, To trust for our bread: Shall ne'er be denied, The LORD will provide. By tempests be tost But cannot be lost : The wind and the tide, The LORD will provide. Like Abra'm of old, But faith makes us bold; We have a good guide, 8 The doom of Sodom will be ours, If to the earth we cleave; To fee to thee and live. VI. C. Jehorah-Jireh. The Lord will provide. Chap. xxii. 14. i The saints should never be dismay'd, Nor sink in hopeless fear; The Saviour will appear. God saw, and said, “Forbear :' Yon ram shall yield his meaner life; Behold the victim there! 3 Once David seem'd Saul's certain prey; But hark! the foe's at hand * ; Saul turns his arms another way, To save th' invaded land. 4 When Jonah sunk beneath the wave, He thought to rise no more t; But God prepared a fish to save, And bear him to the shore. 5 Bless'd proofs of pow'r and That meet us in his word ! May ev'ry deep-felt care of mine Be trusted with the Lord. 6 Wait for his seasonable aid, And, though it tarry, wait: The promise may be long delay'd, grace divine, But cannot come too late. * 1 Sam. xxiii. 27. + Jonah i. 17. |