5 Here fix, my roving heart! In nobler scenes above. Doddridge. HYMN 65. C. M. Dedham. Resignation. 1 Sam. iii. 18. 1 It is the Lord-enthron'd in light, 2 It is the Lord-who gives me all, 3 It is the Lord-who can sustain 4 It is the Lord-whose matchless skill Blessings, eternity to fill With ever growing praise. 5 It is the Lord-my cov'nant God, Whose gracious promise, seal'd with blood, 6 Can I with hopes so firmly built, Be sullen, or repine? No, gracious God! take what thou wilt, To thee I all resign. MONTGOMERY'S SEL. Longing for Heaven. 1 O could I soar to worlds above, How gladly would I mount and fly 2 But, ah! still longer must I stay, 3 Well, let these troubles still abound, 4 My Father knows what road is best, Go where he leads, and wait his call. 5 When he commands my soul away, BELKNAP'S SEL. HYMN 67. L. M. Duke Street. Covenant engagements joyfully recognised. 2 Chron. xv. 15. 1 O, happy day, that fix'd my choice, 2 'Tis done; the great transaction's done; He drew me and I follow'd on- 3 Now rest, my long-divided heart! Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 4 High heav'n that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear; Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. Doddridge. HYMN 68. C. M. Brattle Street. The closing scene of a Christian. 2 Tim. iv. 6. 1 The Christian Pilgrim bid depart,- Fear can no longer chill his heart, 2 In Heav'n's own garments see him stand He gazes on the promis'd land, And seems already o'er. 3 We saw him oft betray a fear, 4 A ray hath broke from Canaan's land It bids him quit its mortal strand, 5 He marches on, for now his eye 6 O, could we catch one moment's view, Of what he now must know, Sorrow would fill our spirits too, To linger thus below. MEMOIRS OF URQUHART. HYMN 69. C. M. Dedham. 1 Give me the wings of faith, to rise, Within the vail, and see WATTS. The saints above-how great their joys, 2 Once they were mourning here below, 3 I ask them whence their victory came; Ascribe their conquests to the Lamb, 4 They marked the footsteps that he trod, 5 Our glorious leader claims our praise. For his own pattern given, While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heav'n. HYMN 70. C. M. Walsal. Sick-bed Devotion. Ps. xxxix. 9-13. 1 God of my life! look gently down, But I am dumb before thy throne, 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord! 3 Yet may I plead with humble cries, 5 But if my life be spared awhile, Thy praise shall be my business still, WATTS. HYMN. 71. C. M. Walsal. Love to creatures dangerous. 1 How vain are all things here below, 2 The brightest things below the sky, We should suspect some danger nigh, 3 Our dearest joys our nearest friends- 4 The fondness of a creature's love, ! How strong it strikes the sense! 'Tis there the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour! let thy beauties be And grace command my heart away, HYMN 72. C. M. Brattle Street. WATTS. Thankfulness for providential goodness. 1 When all thy mercies, O my God, 2 Unnumbered comforts to my soul Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed. 3 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth, With heedless steps I ran, |