2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus leads,
I'll follow where he gocs;
Hinder me not, shall be my cry,
Though earth and hell oppose.

3 Through duty and through trials too,
I'll go at his command:
Hinder me not, for

am bound

To my Immanuel's land.

4 And when my Saviour calls me home,
Still this my cry shall be,

Hinder me not, come, welcome death,
I'll gladly go with thee.

492

Grace.

C. M.

1 AMAZING grace! how sweet the sound.

saved a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved;

How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

8 Through many dangers, toils, and snares I have already come:

"Tis grace that brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.

4 And when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease,

I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

493

1AWAKE, my soul! stretch every nerve,

And press with vigour on;

A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.

2 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way.

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice,
That calls thee from on high;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize,
To thine aspiring eye.

I LIVE to die, die to live,

L. M.

And live, no more to die again;

In death I shall a life receive,

In worlds remote from death and pain.

2 This life I owe to Him who died,

And rose, and reigns in yonder skies; I triumph through the Crucified,

And dead with Christ, with Christ shall rise.

3 His wondrous death my life ensures, His wondrous rising death destroys; While Jesus lives, my life endures,

That life the measure of my joys.

4 Then let me live, and let me die,
To Him who lived and died for me;
That I may rise with Him on high,
To life and immortality.

1

ROCK of Ages! cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in thee;

Let the water and the blood,
From thy side, a healing flood,
Be of sin the double cure,

Save from wrath and make me pure.

7's.

2 Should my tears for ever flow,
Should my zeal no languor know,
This for sin could not atone,
Thou must save, and thou alone,
In my hand no price I bring,
Simply to thy cross I cling.

3 While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyelids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold thee on thy throne,
Rock of Ages! cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee!

496

1

Christian Warfare.

SOLDIERS of Christ, arise,

And put your armour on,

S. M.

Strong in the strength which God supplies,
Through his eternal Son;

Strong in the Lord of Hosts,
And in his mighty power,

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.

8 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endued;
But take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God;

That having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,

Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.

Stand, then, against your foes
In close and firm array,
Legions of enemies oppose
Throughout the evil day:

7

8

But meet the sons of night,
And mock their vain design,

Armed in the arms of heavenly light,
Of righteousness divine.

Leave no unguarded place,

No weakness of the soul; Take every virtue, every grace, And fortify the whole:

Indissolubly joined,

To battle all proceed;

But arm yourselves with all the mind

That was in Christ your Head.

497 Communion with God.

L. M.

FAR from my thoughts, vain world be gone, Let my religious hours alone:

From flesh and sense I would be free, And hold communion, Lord, with thee. 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire,

To see thy grace, to taste thy love, And feel thine influence from above. 3 When I can say that God is mine, When I can see thy glories shine, I'll tread the world beneath

And all that men call rich andet,

great.

4 Send comfort down from thy right hand,
To cheer me in this barren land;
And in thy temple let me know
The joys that from thy presence flow.

IN every care that dims the mind,
When dark temptations press,

Let me with Christ a shelter find,
My Rock, my Righteousness,

C. M.

2 If man conspire my hopes to blast,
Or sickness come, or pain;

And peace and joy have quickly past,
And fail to cheer again:

3 Then, Lord, amidst the darkest night,
And through the stormiest day,

1

Be thou for ever in my sight;

My Rock! my Hope! my Stay!

499

Wheat and Tares.

L. M.

THOUGH in the earthly church below
The wheat and tares together grow;

Jesus ere long will weed the crop,
And pluck the tares in anger up.

2 Will it relieve their horrors there,
To recollect their stations here;

How much they heard, how much they knew
How long among the wheat they grow?
3 Oh! this will aggravate their case!
They perish'd under means of grace;
To them the word of life and faith
Became an instrument of death.

4 We seem alike when thus we meet,-
Strangers might think we all were wheat;
But to the Lord's all-searching eyes,
Each heart appears without disguise.

5 The tares are spared for various ends,
Some for the sake of praying friends;
Others, the Lord against their will,
Employs his counsel to fulfil.

3 But though they grow so tall and strong,
His plan will not retire them long;
In harvest, when he saves his own,
The tares shall into hell be thrown.