2 Food to which the world's a stranger,
Here my hungry soul enjoys,
Of excess there is no danger,
Though it fills it never cloys;
On a dying Christ I feed,
He is meat and drink indeed.

3 When my faith is faint and sickly,
Or when Satan wounds my mind,
Cordials to revive me quickly,
Healing balsams here I find:
To the Promises I fly,
Each affords a remedy.

4 In the hour of dark temptation
Satan cannot make me yield;
For the word of consolation
Is to me a mighty shield.
While the Scripture truths are sure
From his malice I'm secure.

5 Vain his threats to overcome me
When I take the Spirit's sword;

Then with ease I drive him from me,
Satan trembles at the Word:
'Tis a sword for conquest made,
Keen the edge and strong the blade.

3. On the light of the Gospel. [Shirland. S. M.]

BE

EHOLD the morning sun
Begins his glorious way;

His beams through all the nations run,
And life and light convey.

2 But where the Gospel comes,
It spreads diviner light;

It calls dead sinners from their tombs,
And gives the blind their sight,

3 Ah! gracious God! how plain
The precepts thou hast given!
Oh! may I never read in vain,
But find the path to Heav'n,

4

I hear thy word with love,
And I would fain obey;

Oh send thy Spirit from above
To guide me lest I stray.

HOW

4. [L. M.]

OW bless'd is the child of the Lord When taught by the Father to run, When led by the light of his word, And cheer'd by the beams of his sun. 2 He listens with fear and delight To hear what the Master shall say ; He sleeps in his bosom all night, And walks in his love all the day. 3 Though terrors may compass him round And wildly the tempests may blow, He fears not,--the Rock he has found, That Rock he will never forego.

'Tis true that his pilgrimage here Is chequer'd with sorrow and fears; 'Tis true that the cross he must bear, And weep in this valley of tears. 5 But patience, submission and love Can sweeten the bitterest hours: And hope from the heav'n above Still shines when the hurricane low'rs, 6 Temptation 'tis true will assail, And trial without and within; And deeply his soul must bewail For inward corruption and sin.

7 But the rags he once counted his own,
Are consumed in celestial flame,

And a mantle is over him thrown
Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb.

5. The Bible precious. [Portugal new. L. M.]
HIS is a precious book indeed!
Happy the child who loves to read

THIS

'Tis God's own word, which he has given To show our souls the way to heaven. 2 It tells us how the world was made And how good men the Lord obey'd; Here his commands are written too To teach us what we ought do. 3 It bids us from all sin to fly Because our souls can never die; It tells of Heaven where angels dwell, And warns us to escape from hell. 4 But what is more than all beside, The Bible tells us,---Jesus died! This is its best its chief intent To lead poor sinners to repent.

5 "Tis thus the book which God has given
Shews us the only way to Heaven;
Be thankful children that you may
Read this good Bible every day.

6. Excellency of the Bible. [University. C. M.]

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REAT God! with wonder and with praise
On all thy works I look;

But still thy wisdom, pow'r, and grace
Shine brightest in thy book.

2 The stars that in their courses roll
Have much instruction given;
But thy good word informs my soul
How I may climb to Heav'n.

3 The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the Lord,

4.

But fruits of life and glory grow
In thy most holy word.

Here are my choicest treasures hid,
Here my best comfort lies;

Here my desires are satisfied
And hence my hopes arise.

5 Lord make me understand thy law,
Show what my faults have been;

And from the Gospel let me draw
Pardon for all my sin.

6 Here I would learn how Christ has died
To save my soul from hell:
Not all the books on earth beside
Such heavenly wonders tell.

7 Then let me love my Bible more,
And take a fresh delight

By day to read these wonders o'er
"And meditate by night.

7. Bible compared to the pillar of fire.
[Hayden. L. M.]

WE

HEN Israel thro' the desart pass'd
A fiery pillar went before,

To guide them thro' the dreary waste,
And lessen the fatigues they bore.
2 Such is thy glorious word, Oh God!
'Tis for our light and guidance giv'n,
It sheds a lustre all abroad,

And points the path to bliss and heav'n. 3 It fills the soul with pure delight, And quickens its inactive powers, It sets our wand'ring footsteps right, Displays thy love, and kindles ours. 4 Ye people that possess this word!

Ye saints that feel its saving power!
Unite your hearts to praise the Lord
And his unbounded grace adore.
8. Old Testament gospel.
Heb. 4. 2.
[Ratcliffe Hill. P. M.]
SRAEL in ancient days
Not only nad a view

IS

Of Sinai in a blaze,

But learn'd the Gospel too:
The types and figures were a glass
In which they saw a Saviour's face.

2

The paschal sacrifice

And blood besprinkled door,*

* Exod.

12. 13.

3

5

Seen with enlightened eyes

And once applied with power,

Would teach the need of other blood
To reconcile offended God.

The Lamb, the Dove, set forth

His perfect innocence*

Whose blood of matchless worth
Should be the soul's defence;

For he who can for sin atone
Must have no failings of his own.

The scape-goat on his head+
The people's trespass bore,
And to the desert led

Was to be seen no more:

In him our surety seemed to say,
“Behold! I bear your sins away."

Dipt in his fellow's blood

* Lev.

12. 6.

+ Lev.

16. 21.

The living bird went free; Lev. 14.
The type well understood,

Expressed the sinner's plea;

Described a guilty soul enlarged

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And by a Savior's death discharged.

Jesus! I love to trace

Throughout the sacred page The footsteps of thy grace The same in every age! Oh grant that I may faithful be To clearer light vouchsaf'd to me! 9. The perfection of Scripture. Psalm 119. [Weston. C. M.J

LET all the Heathen writers join
To form one perfect book;

Great God' if once compared with thine
How mean their writings look!

2 Lord! I have made ti y word my choice, My lasting heritage;

This shall my nob'est pow'rs rejoice,.
My warmest thoughts engage.

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