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3 And can no sov'reign balm be found?
And is no kind Physician nigh**
To ease the pain, and heal the wound,
Ere life and hope for ever fly?
4 There is a great Physician near;

Look up, O fainting soul, and live:
See, in his boundless grace appear
Such ease as nature cannot give!
5 See, in the Saviour's dying blood,

Life, health, and bliss, abundant flow; 'Tis only this dear sacred flood? Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe. 6 Sin throws in vain its pointed dart; For here a sov'reign cure is foundA cordial for the fainting heart, A balm for every painful wound.

64. The Portion of his People. C.M.

The Lord is my portion saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.-LAM. iii. 24.

FROM pole to pole, let others roam,
And search in vain for bliss;
My soul is satisfied at home,-
The Lord my portion is.

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2 JESUS, who on his glorious throne
Rules heav'n, and earth, and sea,
Is pleas'd to claim me for his own,
And give himself to me..

3 His grace and mercy fix my love,
His blood removes my fear;
And, while he pleads for me above,
His arm preserves me here.

4 His word of promise is my food, .... I
His Spirit is my guide:

Thus daily is my strength renew'd, ́ ́
And all my wauts supplied.

5 For him, I count as gain each loss, Him, though despis'd, I'll own; Well may I glory in his cross, prepares my crown!

While he


Precious to his People.


Unto you, therefore, which believe, he is precious.1 PETER i. 7.

JESUS, I love thy charming name,

'Tis music to my ear;

Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heav'n might hear.

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul !
My transport and my trust:
Jewels to thee are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.

3 All my capacious powers can wish,
In thee doth richly meet;
Nor to my eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.

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4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,
And shed its fragrance there
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.

5 I'll speak the honours of thy name
With my last lab'ring breath;
And, fearless with thy road and staff
Will pass the vale of death.

66. Precious to his People. C.M. And without controversy great is the mystery of godliness: GOD was manifest in the flesh, justified in the Spirit, seen of Angels, preached unto the Gentiles, believed on in the world, received up into glory.1 TIM. iii. 16.

MOST precious name of all above,
My Saviour and my GOD;

Jesus, who can resist thy love,
Or trifle with thy blood.

2 Tis thro' thy righteousness and death,
The Father smiles again;
'Tis by thine interceding breath,
The Spirit dwells with men."
3 Till God in human flesh I sec,
My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just, and sacred Three,


Are terrors to my mind.

4 But, if IMMANUEL's face appear,
My hope, my joy begin;
His name forbids my slavish fear,
His grace removes my sin.

5 Let others on their works rely,
Or of their wisdom boast;
I love th' incarnate mystery,
And there I fix my trust.

67. Precious to his People.

C.M. Because of the savour of thy good ointments, thy name is as ointment poured forth.SONG of SOL. i. 3.

HOW sweet the name of JESUS sounds In a believer's ear!

It sooths his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.

3 Dear name! the rock on which I build ; My shield and hiding-place,

My never-failing treas'ry, fill'd
With boundless stores of grace.

4 By thee my prayers acceptance gain, Although with sin defil'd;

Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am own'd a child.

5 JESUS! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.

6 Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see thee as thou art,
I'll praise thee as Lought.

68. Precious to his People. 7—6—8.

But God forbid that I should glory save in the cross of our LORD JESUS CHRIST, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world.-GAL. vi. 14.

VAIN, delusive world adieu,

With all of creature good!
Only JESUS I'd pursue,

Who bought me with his blood;
All thy pleasures I'd forego,

I'd trample on thy wealth and pride;
Only JESUS would I know,
And JESUS Crucified !

2 Other knowledge is but vain,
May CHRIST my "wisdom" be;
CHRIST, the Lamb of GoD was slain,
He tasted death for me!
Me to save from endless woe,
The sin-atoning victim died;
Only JESUS would I know,
And JESUS crucified.

3 [Here will I set up my rest; O may my wand'ring heart From the haven of his breast

No more henceforth depart ;

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