LXVII. L. M. Lebanon tune. FAWCETT. As thy days, so shall thy strength be. Deut. A xxxiii. 25. FFLICTED saint, to Christ draw near, Thy Lord will make the tempter flee; That as thy days, thy strength shall be: 5 When call'd to bear the weighty cross, Or sore afflictions, pain, or loss, Or deep distress, or poverty, Still as thy days, thy strength shall be. And as thy days thy strength shall be. LXVIII. C. M. RIPPON'S SELEC. Fear not, for I am with thee. Isaiah xli. 10. 1 AND art thou with us, gracious Lord, To dissipate our fear? Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, 2 Dost thou a father's bowels feel And in such friendly accents speak 3 Why droop our hearts? Why flow our eyes 4 To all thine other favours add LXIX. C. M. NEEDHAM. My grace is sufficient for thee. 2 Cor. xii. 9.. IND are the words that Jesus speaks To cheer the drooping saint; 66 My grace sufficient is for thee "Though thou art weak and faint. 2 "My grace its riches shall display, 3 What though my griefs are not remov❜d, While my kind Saviour's arms support, 4 Jesus, my Saviour, and my Lord, Thy power, thy faithfulness, and love 5 Weak as I am, yet through thy grace And smiling triumph in thy name, 1 LXX. C. M. DODDRIDge. My God shall supply all your need. Phil. iv. MY 19, 20. Y God, how cheering is the sound! Well may that heart with pleasure bound! 2 What want shall not our God supply What streams of mercy from on high 3 From Christ, the ever-living spring, 4 Now to our Father and our God, Through all the realms of man's abode, LXXI. C. M. DODDRIDGE. Fear not, it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Luke xii. 32. 1 YE E little flock, whom Jesus feeds, Look to the Shepherd of your souls, 2 Though wolves and lions prowl around, 'Midst sands and rocks, your Shepherd's voice Calls streams and pastures thence. Your Father will a kingdom give, And give it with delight; CHRIST. His feeblest child his love shall call 74 CHRIST. HIS INCARNATION, LXXII. C. M. MEDLEY. Joy, love and gratitude combine 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, Through all the shining regions ran, 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, The theme, the song, the joy was new, 5 [Wrapt in the silence of the night 6 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, Good-will and peace are heard throughout ance of heavenly love nearts and songs to raise; etly to bear our souls above, And mingle with their lays!] 8 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, "Glory to God on high; "Good-will and peace are now complete, "Jesus was born to die." 9 Hail, Prince of life, for ever hail! Though carth, and time, and life should fail, HIS TRANSFIGURATION. LXXIII. L. M.. DODDRIDGE. What transport pours o'er all our breast, 2. With thee in the obscurest cell On some bleak mountain would I dwell, To nobler visions long to rise; |