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BOOK III.

1 THE new-born child of gospel grace, Like some fair tree when summer's nigh, Beneath Emmanuel s shining face, Lifts up his blooming branch on high. 2 No fears he feels, he sees no foes. No conflict yet his faith employs, Nor has he learn d to whom he owes The strength and peace his soul enjoys.

3 But sin soon darts its cruel sting, And comforts sinking day by day; What seem d his own, a self- fed spring, Proves but a brook that glides away.

4 When Gideon arm d his num rous host, The Lord soon made his numbers less ; And said, &quot; Lest Isr el vainly boast, My arm procured me this success. &quot;

5 Thus will he bring our spirits down, And draw our ebbing comforts low, That, saved by grace, but not our own, We may not claim the praise we owe.

1 GOD, whose favourable eye The sin-sick soul revives, Holy and heav nly is the joy Thy shining presence gives.

2 Not such as hypocrites suppose, Who, with a graceless hea rt, Taste not of thee, but drink a dose Prepared by Satan s art.