He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work-the cause conceals; But though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, And by his saints it stands confest, Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait, THE LORD OUR GUIDE. GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Lead me all my journey through. When I tread the verge of Jordan, THE GREATNESS AND CONDESCENSION OF SON. IMMORTAL King! through earth's wide frame, When wrapt in thought with wakeful eye, The silent moon, with waxing horn, Lord, what is man, that in thy care, Or what the son of man, that thou, Subjected to his feet by thee, To him all nature bows the knee ; The fowls of various wing, that fly Immortal King through earth's wide frame How great thy honor, praise, and name, Whose reign o'er distant worlds extends, Whose glory heav'ns vast height transcends. THE LORD OUR DEFENCE How are thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defence! In foreign realms, and lauds remote, Through burning climes I pass'd unburt, Thy mercy sweeten'd every toil, Think, O my soul, devoutly think, Thou saw'st the wide extended deep, In all its horrors rise. Confusion dwelt in every face, And fear in every heart When wayes on waves, and gulphs on gulphs, D'ercame the pilot's art. Yet, then, from all my griefs, O Lord, For though in dreadful whirls we hung, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, The storm was laid, the winds retir'd, The sea that roar'd at thy command, In midst of dangers, fears, and death, And praise thee for thy mercies past, My life-if thou preserv'st my life, Thy sacrifice shall be; And death, if death must be my doom, Shall join my soul to thee. OUR ETERNAL HOME. Oh God our help in ages past, Under the shadow of thy throne, Before the hills in order stood, A thousand ages in thy sight, The busy tribes of flesh and blood, Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. O God, our help in ages past, Be thou our guard while troubles last, |