"Weary of earth, myself, and sin" by Samuel Medley. Gadsby Hymn 386. Tune 'Kinsella'.

The Storm and the Saviour: Mark 4:37–39 “And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full. And he was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow: and they awake him, and say unto him, Master, carest thou not that we perish? And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.” Matthew 8:26 “Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith? Then he arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea; and there was a great calm.” _______________ Psalm 107 — The Desired Haven: Psalm 107:23–30 “They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters; These see the works of the LORD, and his wonders in the deep. For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof. They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end. Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.” _______________ Hebrews 6 — Refuge and the Anchor of the Soul: Hebrews 6:17–20 “Wherein God, willing more abundantly to shew unto the heirs of promise the immutability of his counsel, confirmed it by an oath: That by two immutable things, in which it was impossible for God to lie, we might have a strong consolation, who have fled for refuge to lay hold upon the hope set before us: Which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and stedfast, and which entereth into that within the veil; Whither the forerunner is for us entered, even Jesus, made an high priest for ever after the order of Melchisedec. _______________ God as Refuge and Hiding Place: Psalm 46:1–2 “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea.” Psalm 61:2–3 “...when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy.” Psalm 62:5–8 “My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him. He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved. In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God. Trust in him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us.” Psalm 91:1–2 “He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.” Psalm 142:4–5 “I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul. I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.” _______________ Quotes from Samuel Rutherford (1600-1661): "I find it a sweet and rich thing to exchange my sorrows with Christ’s joys, my afflictions with that sweet peace I have with himself.” “I have no quarrels at his cross. He and his cross are two good guests, and worth the lodging.” “Christ and his cross together are sweet company, and a blessed couple.” “His cross is the sweet burden that ever I bare: it is such a burden as wings are to a bird, and sails are to a ship, to carry me forward to my harbour.” _______________ Gadsby Hymn 386: 1 Weary of earth, myself, and sin, Dear Jesus, set me free, And to thy glory take me in, For there I long to be. 2 Burdened, dejected, and oppressed, Ah! whither shall I flee But to thy arms, for peace and rest? For there I long to be. 3 Empty, polluted, dark, and vain, Is all this world to me; May I the better world obtain; For there I long to be. 4 Lord, let a tempest-tossèd soul That peaceful harbour see, Where waves and billows never roll; For there I long to be. 5 Let a poor labourer here below, When from his toil set free, To rest and peace eternal go; For there I long to be.