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have no help but Thine, nor do I need
Another arm, save Thine, to lean upon;
It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed;
My strength is in Thy might-Thy might alone.

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"My grace is sufficient for thee."
2 COR. xii. 9.

2 I have no wisdom, save Thy full supplies,-
My Wisdom and my Teacher, both in one;
No wisdom can I lack while Thou art wise,
No teaching do 1 crave, but Thine alone.

3 Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness:

Mine is the guilt, but Thine the cleansing blood:
Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace,-
Thy blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord my God!

4 And see, the pillow-cloud is rising now,
And moving onward thro' the desert night;
It beckons, and I follow, for I know
It leads me to the heritage of light.

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1

"I forgave thee all that debt."
MATT. Xviii. 32.

TEN thousand talents once I owed,

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And nothing had to pay;
But Jesus freed me from the load,
And took my debt away.

2 Yet since the Lord forgave my sin,
And did my soul restore,

Far more indebted I have been
Than e'er I was before.

8 The love I owe for sin forgiven,
For power to believe,

For present peace, and promised heaven,
No angel can conceive!

The poor returns I strive to make,
From Thee I first obtain;

That love of Thine, Thou sinner's Friend,
Which warmed Thy bleeding heart,
My little all can ne'er extend

To pay a thousandth part.

And 'tis of grace that Thou wilt take
Such poor returns again.

O.M.

384

“Why are ye fearful ? "
MATT. viii. 26.

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BEGONE, unbelief !

My Saviour is near,
And for my relief

Will surely appear ;
By prayer let me wrestle,

And He will perform ;
With Christ in the vessel,

I smile at the storm.
2 Though dark be my way,

Since He is my Guide,
'Tis mine to obey,

'Tis His to provide :
Though cisterns be broken,

And creatures all fail,
The word He hath spoken

Shall surely prevail.
3 His love in time past

Forbids me to think
He'll leave me at last

In trouble to sink :
Each sweet Ebenezer

I have in review,
Confirms His good pleasure

To help me quite through.
Since all that I meet

Shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet,

The medicine is food :
Though painful at present,

'Twill cease before long;
And then, O how pleasant

The conqueror's song!

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"Commit thy way unto the Lord."
PSALM Xxxvii. 5.

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O Lord, my best desires fulfil;

And help me to resign
Life, health, and comfort, to Thy will,

And make Thy pleasure, mine.
2 Why should I shrink at Thy command,

Whose love forbids my fearg;
Or tremble at the gracious hand
That wipes away my tears ?

3 No-rather let me freely yield
What most I prize to Thee;
Who never hast a good withheld,
Nor wilt withhold from me.

4 Thy favour, all my journey through,
Thou art engaged to grant;
What else I want, or think I do,
'Tis better still to want.

5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way;
Shall I resist them both?

A poor, blind creature of a day,
And crushed before the moth!

6 But ah, my inward spirit cries,
Still bind me to Thy sway:
Else the next cloud that veils my skies
Drives all these thoughts away.

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1

"Come ye near unto Me."
ISAIAH xlviii. 16.

NEARER, my God, to Thee—

Nearer to Thee,
E'en though it be a cross
That raiseth me;

Still all my song would be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee
Nearer to Thee.

2 Though like a wanderer,
Daylight all gone,
Darkness be over me,
My rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams, I'd be
Nearer, my God, to Thee-
Nearer to Thee.

8 There let the way appear
Steps up to heaven;
All that Thou sendest me
In mercy given:
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee-
Nearer to Thee.

4 Then, with my waking thoughts

Bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs,
Bethel I'll raise;

So by my woes to be,

Nearer, my God, to Thee-
Nearer to Thee.

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Or, if on joyful wing,
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upwards I fly;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee-
Nearer to Thee.

"I know Thy works."
REV. ii. 2.

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labour

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and be
Your joy to do your Father's will:
It is the way the Master went,
Should not the servants tread it still?

2 Go, labour on; 'tis not for naught;
All earthly loss is heavenly gain:
Men heed you not, men praise you not;
The Master praises;-what are men?
Go, labour on; enough, while here,
If Jesus praise you; if He deign
Your willing heart to mark and cheer,
No toil for Him shall be in vain.

4 Go, labour on; your hands are weak,
Your knees are faint, your soul cast down;
Yet falter not ;-the prize you seek
Is near, a kingdom and a crown!

"Not my will, but Thine be done."
LUKE Xxii. 42.

L.M.

ONE prayer I have—all prayers in one—

am wholly Thine;

Thy will, my God, Thy will be done,
And let that will be mine.

All-wise, Almighty, and All-good,
In Thee I firmly trust;

Thy ways, unknown or understood,
Are merciful and just.

2 Is life with many comforts crowned,
Upheld in peace and health,-
With dear affections twined around?
-Lord, in my time of wealth,
May I remember, that to Thee
Whate'er I have, I owe;

And back, in gratitude, from me,
May all Thy bounties flow.

D.C.M.

3 Thy gifts are only then enjoyed,

When used as talents lent;
Those talents only well employed,

When in Thy service spent:
And though Thy wisdom take away,

Shall I arraign Thy will ?
No: let me bless Thy name and say,

“The Lord is gracious still.”
4 A pilgrim, through the earth, I roam,

Of nothing long possessed;
And all must fail when I go home,

For this is not my rest.
Write but my name upon the roll

Of Thy redeemed above;
Then-heart, and mind, and strength, and

soul,
I'll love Thee for Thy love.

"A faithful and wise servant."
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MATT. xxiv. 45.

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YE servants of the Lord,

Each in his office wait;
Observant of His heavenly word,

And watchful at His gate.
2 Let all your lamps be bright,

And trim the golden fiame;
Gird up your loins, as in His sight,

For awful is His name.
3 Watch-'tis your Lord's command;

And while we speak He's near;
Mark the first signal of His hand,

And ready all appear.
O happy servant, he

In such a posture found!
He shall his Lord with rapture see,

And be with honour crowned.
5 Christ shall the banquet spread,

With His all-bounteous hand;
And raise that faithful servant's head

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"Thy way is in the sea."
PSALM lxxvii, 19.

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LOD moves in a mysterious way

His wonders to perform :
He plants His footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

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