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5. "I AM DEBTOR."

WHEN this passing world is done,
When has sunk yon glaring sun,
When we stand with Christ in glory,
Looking o'er life's finished story,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know-
Not till then-how much I owe.
When I hear the wicked call
On the rocks and hills to fall,
When I see them start and shrink
On the fiery deluge brink,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know-
Not till then-how much I owe.
When I stand before the throne
Dressed in beauty not my own,
When I see Thee as Thou art,
Love Thee with unsinning heart,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know-
Not till then-how much I owe.
When the praise of heaven I her:
Loud as thunders to the ear,
Loud as many waters' noise,
Sweet as harp's melodious voice,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know-
Not till then-how much I owe.
Even on earth, as through a glass
Darkly, let thy glory pass,
Make forgiveness feel so sweet,
Make thy Spirit's help so meet,
Even on earth, Lord, make me know
Something of how much I owe.
Chosen not for good in me,
Wakened up from wrath to flee,
Hidden in the Saviour's side,
By the Spirit sanctified,
Teach me, Lord, on earth to shovi
By my love, how much I owe.
Oft I walk beneath the cloud,
Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud ;
But, when fear is at the height
Jesus comes, and all is light:
Blessed Jesus! bid me show
Doubting saints how mucb I owe

When in flowery paths I tres,
Oft by sin I'm captive led;
Oft I fall, but still arise;
The Spirit comes the tempter flies:
Blessed Spirit! bid me show
Weary sinners all I owe.

Oft the nights of sorrow reign-
Weeping, sickness, sighing, peia,
But a night thine anger burns-
Morning comes, and joy returne:
God of comforts! bid me show

To thy poor, how much I owo.
May 1837.

6. CHILDREN CALLED TO CHRISI

LIKE mist on the mountain,

Like ships on the sean
So swiftly the years

Of our pilgrimage flee;
In the grave of our fathers

How soon we shall lie!
Dear children, to-day

To a Saviour fly.

How sweet are the flowerets

In April and May!
But often the frost makes

Them wither away.
Like flowers you may fade.

Are you ready to die?
While" yet there is room,"

To a Saviour fly.

When Samuel was young,

He first knew the Lurd,
He slept in his smilo

And rejoiced in his word):
So most of God's childrer

Are early brought nigh:
Oh, seek Him in youth-

To a Saviour ily.

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"THY WORD IS A LAMP UNTO MY FEET, AND A

LIGHT UNTO MY PATH.”
WHEN Israel knew not where to go,
God made the fiery pillar glow;
By night, by day, above the camp
It led the way-their guiding lamp:
Such is thy holy word to me
In day of dark perplexity.
When devious paths before me spread,
And all invite my foot to tread,
I hear thy voice behind me say-
“ Believing soul, this is the way ;
Walk thou in it.” O gentle Dove,
How much thy holy law I love!

My lamp and light

In the dark night.
When Paul amid the seas seemed lost,
By Adrian billows wildly tossed,
When neither sun nor star appeared,
And every wave its white head reared
Above the ship, beside his bed
An angel stood, and “Fear not” said.
Such is thy holy word to me
When tossed upon affliction's sea :
When floods come in unto my soul,
And the deep waters o'er me roll,
With angel voice thy word draws near
And says " 'Tis I, why shouldst thou fear?
Through troubles great my saints must go
Into their rest, where neither woo
Nor sin can come; where every tear
From off the cheek shall disappear,
Wiped by God's hand." O gentle Dov,
Thy holy law how much I love !

My lamp and light
In the dark night

When holy Stephen dauntless stood
Before the Jews, who sought his blood.
With angel face he looked on high,
And wondering, through the parted sky,
Saw Jesus risen from his throne
To claim the martyr as his own.
Angelic peace that sight bestowed..
With holy joy his bosom glowed;
And while the murderous stones they hurled,
His heaven-wrapt soul sought yonder world
Of rest. “My spirit, Saviour, keep,"
He cried, he kneeled, he fell asleep.
Such be thy holy word to me
In hour of life's extremity!
Although no more the murdering hand
Is raised within our peaceful land-
The church has rest, and I may ne'er
Be called the martyr's crown to wear:
Yet still, in whatsoever form
Death comes to me--in midnight storm
Whelming my bark, or in my nest,
Gently dismissing me to rest,-
O grant me in thy word to see
A risen Saviour beckoning me.
No evil then my heart shall fear
In the dark valley. Thou art near!
My trembling soul and Thou, my God,
Alone are there; thy staff and rod
Shall comfort me. O gentle Dove
How much thy holy law I love!

My lamp and light

In the dark night. 2838.

8. FOUNTAIN OF SILOAM.

Isaiah viii. 6.

BENEATH Moriah's rocky side

A gentle fountain springs;
Silent and soft its waters glide,

Like the peace the Spirit brings
The thirsty Arab stoops to drink
! Of the cool and quiet wave,
And the thirsty spirit stops to thing

Of Him who came to save

Siloanı is the fountain's name,

It means “ One sent from God;"
And thus the Holy Saviour's fame

It gently spreads abroad.

O grant that I like this sweet well,

May Jesus' image bear,
And spend my life, my all, to tell

How full his mercies are.
Foot of Carmel, June 1839.

9. THE SEA OF GALILEE.

How pleasant to me thy deep blue wave,

O sea of Galilee !
For the glorious One who came to savo

Hath often stood by thee.

Fair are the lakes in the land I love,

Where pine and heather grow;
But thou hast loveliness far above

What Nature can bestow.

It is not that the wild gazelle

Comes down to drink thy tide,
But He that was pierced to save from hell

Oft wandered by thy side.

It is not that the fig-tree grows,

And palms, in thy soft air,
But that Sharon's fair and bleeding Rose

Once spread its fragrance there.

Graceful around thee the mountains meet,

Thou calm reposing sea;
But ah ! far more, the beautiful feet

Of Jesus walked o'er thee.
These days are past-Bethsaida, where i

Chorazin, where art thou ?
Alis tent the wild Arab pitches there,

The wild reeds shade thy brow.

Tell me, ye mouldering fragments, tell,

Was the Saviour's city here?
Lifted to heaven, has it sunk to hell,

With none to shed a tear?

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