1. 2. Better than my boding fears And death ungrasp'd his fainting prey ; And sorrow fled away. 3. Now as yesterday the same, Sure as now the grief I feel, The promis'd joy I soon shall have, Thy pow'r and will to save. 4. To thy blessed will resign'd, J And for thy glory live. Hymn 277. c. M. ESUS, my Saviour, full of grace,. Remain my fav'rite theme always, 2. Hung'ring and thirsting after thee, 3. May thy blest Spirit to my heart, True faith and constancy impart, 4. The myst❜ry of redeeming love 'Till I shall once in heav'n above, Forever dwell with thee. 1. 5. HOPE. Hymn 278. s. M. COME, Lord, and help me to rejoice, In hope that I shall hear thy voice, Shall cease from all my sins and strife, 2. I shall not always make my moan, Thy people's rest and saints' delight, 3. Rejoicing now in earnest hope, I stand, and from the mountain-top Rivers of milk and honey rise, In endless plenty grow: 4. A land of corn, and wine, and oil, There dwells the Lord our righteousness, And everlasting rest. 1. Hymn 279. c. M. JOYFUL sound of gospel-grace, I, even I shall see his face; I shall be holy here. 2. The glorious crown of righteousness Conqu❜ror through him I soon shall seize 3. The promis'd land from Pisgah's top My hope is full (O glorious hope) 4. He visits now this house of clay; O would'st thou, Lord, on this glad day," 5. With me, I know, I feel thou art, Unless thou plantest in my heart 6. My earth thou water'st from on high; 1. Hymn 280. r. M. E contrite sinners, hear, Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 2. The Lord, our righteousness, We have long since receiv'd: Salvation nearer is Than when we first believ'd; Rejoice in hope. &c. 3. In God we put our trust: Faithful he is, and just, and me, We shall from all our sins be free. 4. Surely in us the hope Of glory shall appear; And sce redemption near; 1. Hymn 281. c. M. H Who knows his sins forgiv'n! OW happy ev'ry child of grace, This earth, he cries, is not my place, The land of rest, the saints' delight, 2. O what a blessed hope is ours! We more than taste the heav'nly pow'rs, We feel the resurrection near, Our life in Christ conceal'd,; And with his glorious presence here Our earthen vessels fill'd. 3. O would he more of heav'n bestow! T Our ransom'd spirits then shall go, Hymn 282. P. M. Glorious hope of perfect love! 2. The things eternal I pursue; 3. Nothing on earth I call my own: I trample on their whole delight, 4. There is my house and portion fair, 5. I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, |