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THE SOLID ROCK. L. M.

WILLIAM B. BRADBURY.

Than Jesus' blood and righteousness;
I rest on his unchanging grace;

1. My hope is built on nothing less
2. When darkness veils his lovely face,
3. His oath, his covenant, his blood, Support me in the whelming flood;
4. When he shall come with trumpet sound O, may I then in him be found;

I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name.
In ev'ry high and stormy gale,
When all around my soul gives way,
Dress'd in his righteousness alone,

My anchor holds within the vail.
He then is all my hope and stay.
Faultless to stand before the throne.

Hum-bly at thy cross I bow; Save me, Jesus, save me now.

4 In the promises I trust;

Now I feel the blood applied;

I am prostrate in the dust;

I with Christ am crucified.

5 Jesus comes! he fills my soul!

Perfected in love I am!

I am every whit made whole;
Glory! glory to the Lamb!

WM. MCDONALD.

THY KINGDOM COME.-Concluded.

3 Every island, sea, and mountain, 15 Heaven and earth, shall flee

Streams of mer- cy, nev-er ceas-ing, Call for songs of loudest praise.

D.C.-Praise the mount; I'm fix'd upon it; Mount of thy re-deem-ing love.

Teach me some me- lo- dious son-net, Sung by flaming tongues a-bove: