4 New life from thy refreshing grace
Our sinking hearts receive;
Thy gentlest, best-lov'd attribute,
To pity and forgive.

5 From that blest source, propitious hope
Appears serenely bright,

And sheds her soft and cheering beam
O'er sorrow's dismal night.

6 Our hearts adore thy mercy, Lord!
And bless the friendly ray,

Which ushers in the smiling morn
Of everlasting day.

SWEE

MRS. CARTER.

C: M.

Peace to the returning Penitent.

WEET is the friendly voice that speaks
The words of life and peace;

Which bids the penitent rejoice,

-And sin and sorrow cease.
2 No healing balm on earth like this
Can cheer the contrite heart;
No flatt'ring dreams of earthly bliss
Such pure delight impart.

3 Thou still art merciful and kind;
Thy mercy, Lord, reveal:

The broken heart 'tis thou canst bind,
The wounded spirit heal.

4 Let thy bright presence, Lord, restore

Peace to my anxious breast:

Conduct me in the path that leads
To everlasting rest.

HYMN 405. L. M.

JERVIS.

The Guilty Mind relieved by the Hope of Forgiveness.

WHILE with remorse and woe oppress'd,

Distraction haunts the guilty breast;

The broken heart, the troubled mind,
In God alone shall succour find.

2 "Tis his the wounds of vice to heal; The charms of mercy to reveal

He grants the penitent relief,

;

And cheers the soul o'rwhelm'd with grief.

3 When by temptation's billows tost,
On rocks of ruin well nigh lost;
Still, hope, the anchor of the soul,
Shall folly's beating wave control.
4 To all the world's delusive joys,
Ensnaring wiles, and empty noise,
The sinner bids a long farewel,
And loves with purity to dwell.
5 In her secure and calm retreat,
He now enjoys a tranquil state;
Conscious that God will deign to hear
The contrite, humble, and sincere.

HYMN 406. S. M.
Forgiveness of Sin upon Confession.
BLESSED souls are they,
Whose sins are cover'd o'er!

Divinely blest, to whom the Lord
Imputes their guilt no more!

2 They mourn their follies past,
And keep their hearts with care;
Their lips and lives without deceit,
Shall prove their souls sincere.
While I conceal'd my guilt,
I felt the fest'ring wound;
But I renounc'd my former sins,
And peace and pardon found.

3

JERVIS.

WATTS.

HYMN 407. L. M.

The Pleasures of Devotion.

OD of my strength to thee I cry;
To thee, my surest refuge, fly:
O may thy light attend my way,
Thy truth afford its cheering ray!
2 Conduct me to thy hallow'd seat,
Where wisdom, truth, and mercy meet;
And there, in all its best array,
My heart its richest gifts shall pay.
3 Thy mercies, to my heart reveal'd,
A theme of endless transport yield ;
Thy love does all my bosom fire,
Thy praise does all my song inspire.
4 In all our cares, in all our woes,
On God our stedfast hopes repose;
To God our thanks shall still be paid,
Our sure defence, our constant aid.

WH

HILE thee I seek, protecting Pow'r!
Be my vain wishes still'd;

And may this consecrated hour

With better hopes be fill'd.

2 Thy love the pow'rs of thought bestow'd;
To thee my thoughts would soar;
Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd:
That mercy I adore !

3 In each event of life, how clear
Tby ruling hand I see !

Each blessing to my soul more dear,
Because conferr'd by thee.

4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days,
In ev'ry pain I bear,

My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in pray'r.

Y2

MERRICK,

5 When gladness wings my favour'd hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill:
Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r,
My soul shall meet thy will.

6 My lifted eye, without a tear,

2

The low'ring storm shall see;

My steadfast heart shall know no fear :

That beart shall rest on thee! MissH.M.WILLIAMS.

HYMN 409.

WH

Daily Devotion.

S. M.

HILE thoughtless sinners choose
The road that leads to death;

I, in the service of my God,

Will spend my daily breath.

I'll worship at his throne,

When morning brings the light; I'll seek his blessing ev'ry noon, And pay my vows at night.

3

With all my anxious cares,

I'll lean upon the Lord;

I'll cast my burdens on his arm,

And rest upon his word.

His arm shall well sustain

The children of his love;

The ground on which their safety stands

No earthly pow'r can move.

HYMN 410. C. M.

Refuge and Strength in the Mercy of God.
Y God! 'tis to thy mercy-seat

MY My soul for shelter flies;

"Tis here I find a safe retreat,

When storms and tempests rise.

2 My cheerful hope can never die, If thou my God! art near:

WATTS.

Thy grace can raise my comforts high,
And banish ev'ry fear.

3 My great Protector, and my Lord!
Thy constant aid impart ;
And let thy kind, thy gracious word
Sustain my trembling heart.

4 O never let my soul remove
From this divine retreat;

Still let me trust thy pow'r and love,
And dwell beneath thy feet.

HYMN 411. C. M.

MRS. STEELE,

Desiring Assurance of the Favour of God.

ETE

TERNAL Source of joys divine!
To thee my soul aspires:

O could I say, "the Lord is mine,”
'Tis all my soul desires.

2 Thy smile can give me real joy,
Unmingled and refin'd;
Substantial bliss, without alloy,
And lasting as the mind.

3 Thy smile can gild the shade of woe,
Bid stormy troubles cease;

Spread the fair dawn of heav'n below,
And sweeten pain to peace.

4 My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord!
Assure me of thy love;

O speak the kind transporting word,
And bid my fears remove:

5 Then shall my thankful pow'rs rejoice,
And triumph in my God,

Till heav'nly rapture tune my voice
To sound thy praise abroad.

MAS. STEM