4 But timorous mortals start, and shrink
To cross the narrow sea:
And linger, trembling on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

5 Oh, could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love,
With faith's illumined eyes;

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood Should fright us from the shore.

SHOU

HYMN 200. C. M.

HOULD nature's charms, to please the eye,
In sweet assemblage join,

All nature's charms would droop and die,
Jesus, compared with thine.

2 Vain were her fairest beams display'd,
And vain her blooming store;

Her brightness languishes to shade,
Her beauty is no more.

3 But, ah, how far from mortal sight
The Lord of glory dwells:
A veil of interposing night

His radiant face conceals.

4 Oh, could my longing spirit rise
Ón strong immortal wing,
And reach thy palace in the skies,
My Saviour and my King!

5 There, thousands worship at thy feet,
And there, divine employ,

The triumphs of thy love repeat
In songs of endless joy.

6 Thy presence beams eternal day
O'er all the blissful place;

Who would not drop this load of clay,
And die to see thy face?

WHO

HYMN 201. III. 1.

Rev. vii. 9, &e.

HO are these in bright array?
This innumerable throng,
Round the altar, night and day,
Tuning their triumphant song?
Worthy is the Lamb once slain,
Blessing, honour, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches, to obtain;
New dominion every hour.

2 These through fiery trials trod ;
These from great affliction came;
Now before the throne of God,

Seal'd with his eternal Name: Clad in raiment pure and white, Victor palms in every hand, Through their great Redeemer's might More than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown, On immortal fruits they feed; Them the Lamb amidst the throne Shall to living fountains lead: Joy and gladness banish sighs; Perfect love dispels their fears; And, for ever from their eyes God shall wipe away their tears.

XIV. MISCELLANEOUS.

HYMN 202. C. M.

Gen. xxviii. 20, 21.

GOD of our fathers, by whose hand

Thy people still are blest,

Be with us through our pilgrimage;
Conduct us to our rest.

2 Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide;

Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.

3 O spread thy sheltering wings around,
Till all our wanderings cease,
And, at our Father's loved abode,
Our souls arrive in peace.

4 Such blessings from thy gracious hand
Our humble prayers implore;
And thou, the Lord, shalt be our God,
And portion evermore.

HYMN 203. III. 3.

1 Chronicles xxix. 10-13.

LESS'D be thou, the God of Israel,

Bless'd thy Majesty for ever,
Ever be thy Name adored.

2 Thine, O Lord, are power

and greatness,
Glory, victory, are thine own;
All is thine in earth and heaven,
Over all thy boundless throne.
3 Riches come of thee, and honour;
Power and might to thee belong;
Thine it is to make us prosper,
Only thine to make us strong.

4 Lord our God, for these, thy bounties,
Hymns of gratitude we raise;
To thy Name, for ever glorious,
Ever we address our praise.

HYMN 204. C. M.

Prov. iii. 13-17.

HAPPY is the man who hears
Religion's warning voice,

And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice.

2 For she has treasures greater far
Than east or west unfold;

THU

HYMN 207. C. M.

Isaiah lvii. 15.

HUS speaks the High and Lofty One:
My throne is fix'd on high;
There, through eternity, I hear
The praises of the sky:

2 Yet, looking down, I visit oft
The humble, hallow'd cell;
And, with the penitent who mourn,
'Tis my delight to dwell.

3 My presence heals the wounded heart, The sad in spirit cheers;

My presence, from the bed of dust,
The contrite sinner rears.

4 I dwell with all my humble saints
While they on earth remain;
And they, exalted, dwell with me,
With me for ever reign.

HYMN 208. II. 1.

Habakkuk iii. 17-19.

ALTHOUGH the vine its fruit deny.
The budding fig-tree droop and die,
No oil the olive yield;
Yet will I trust me in my God,
Yea, bend rejoicing to his rod,
And by his grace be heal'd.

2 Though fields, in verdure once array'd.
By whirlwinds desolate be laid,
Or parch'd by scorching beam;
Still in the Lord shall be my trust,
My joy; for, though his frown is just,
His mercy is supreme.

3 Though from the fold the flock decay, Though herds lie famish'd o'er the lea, And round the empty stall:

My soul above the wreck shall rise,
Its better joys are in the skies;
There God is all in all.

4 In God my strength, howe'er distrest,
I yet will hope, and calmly rest,
Nay, triumph in his love:
My lingering soul, my tardy feet,
Free as the hind he makes, and fleet,
To speed my course above.

THO

HYMN 209. C. M.

St. John xiv. 6.

HOU art the Way, to thee alone
From sin and death we flee;

And he who would the Father seek,
Must seek him, Lord, by thee.

2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;

Thou only canst inform the mind
And purify the heart.

3 Thou art the Life, the rending tomb
Proclaims thy conquering arm,

And those who put their trust in thee
Nor death nor hell shall harm.

4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;
Grant us that way to know,
That truth to keep, that life to win,
Whose joys eternal flow.

HYMN 210. S. M.

Philippians ii. 12, 13.

HEIRS of unending life,

While yet we sojourn here,
O let us our salvation work
With trembling and with fear.

2 God will support our hearts

With might before unknown;
The work to be perform'd is ours,
The strength is all his own.