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CHRISTIAN EXERCISES.
3 Finn as his throne his promise stands,
And he can well secure
What I’ve committed to his hands,
Till the decisive hour.
4 Then will he own my worthless name
Before his Father’s face,
And in the new Jerusalem,
Appoint my soul a place.
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The Christian's life perilous.
1 I ESUS, at thy command
J I launch into the deep,
And leave my native land,
Where sin lulls all asleep;
For thee I would the world resign
And sail to heaven with the and thine.
2 Thou art my Pilot wise,
My compass is thy word ;
My soul each storm defies,
While I have such a Lord;
I trust thy faithfulness and power,
To save me in the trying hour.
3 Though rocks and quicksands deep
Through all my passage lie,
Yet Christ will safely keep
And guide me with his eye ;
My anchor, hope, shall firm abide,
And I each hoist’rous storm outride.
4 By faith I see the land,
The port of endless rest;
My soul thy sails expand,
And fly to Jesus’ breast;
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