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And the changes that will surely come
I do not fear to see;

But I ask Thee for a present mind,
Intent on pleasing Thee.

2 I ask Thee for a thoughtful love,
Through constant watching wise,
To meet the glad with joyful smiles,
And wipe the weeping eyes;
And a heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathize,

3 I would not have the restless will
That hurries to and fro,

Seeking for some great thing to do,
Or secret thing to know;

I would be treated as a child,
And guided where I go,

4 Wherever in the world I am,
In whatsoe'er estate,

I have a fellowship with hearts
To keep and cultivate;

And a work of lowly love to do
For Him, on whom I wait,

5 So I ask Thee for the daily strength,
To none that ask denied,

And a mind to blend with outward life,
While keeping at Thy side;
Content to fill a little space,

If Thou be glorified.

6 And if some things I do not ask, In my cup of blessing be,

I would have my spirit filled the more With grateful love to Thee;

More careful-not to serve Thee much, But to please Thee perfectly.

7 There are briars besetting every path, Which call for patient care;

There is a cross in every lot,

And an earnest need for prayer: But a lowly heart that leans on Thee, Is happy anywhere.

8 In a service which Thy love appoints, There are no bonds for me;

For my secret heart is taught the truth
That makes Thy children free;
And a life of self-renouncing love
Is a life of liberty.

112th.,

973 1 will delight myself in Thy com

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mandments.-Ps. 119, 47.

WHEN quiet in my house I sit,

Thy book be my companion still:
My joy, Thy sayings to repeat,
Talk o'er the records of Thy will,
And search the oracles divine,
Till every heartfelt word be mine.
2 O may the gracious words divine,
Subject of all my converse be;
So will the Lord His follower join,
And walk and talk Himself with me:
So shall my heart His presence prove.
And burn with everlasting love.

3 Oft as I lay me down to rest,
O may the réconciling word,
Sweetly compose my weary breast!
While, on the bosom of my Lord,
I sink in blissful dreams away,
And visions of eternal day.

4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise,
Thee may I publish all day long;
And let Thy precious word of grace
Flow from my heart and fill my tongue,
Fill all my life with purest love,
And join me to the church above.

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7s.

974 Give us day by day our daily

DAY

bread.-Luke 11, 3.

AY by day the manna fell,
O to learn this lesson well!
Still by constant mercy fed,
Give me, Lord, my daily bread.
2 Day by day, the promise reads;
Daily strength for daily needs:
Cast foreboding fears away,
Take the manna of to-day.

3 Lord! my times are in Thy hand;
All my sanguine hopes have planned
To Thy wisdom I resign,

And would make that promise mine.
4 Thou my daily task shalt give,
Day by day to Thee I live
So shall added years fulfil,
Not my own, my Father's will.

5 O to live with mind subdued!
Yet elate with gratitude;
Strong in faith, exempt from care,
By the energy of prayer.

7s.

975 Thou, Lord, had holpen me, and

comforted me.-Ps. 86, 17.

1 LORD, a happy child of Thine,
Patient through the love of Thee,
In the light, the life divine
Lives and walks at liberty.

2 Leaning on Thy tender care,
Thou hast led my soul aright;
Fervent was my morning prayer,
Joyful is my song to-night.

3 O my Saviour, Guardian true,
All my life is Thine to keep:
At Thy feet my work I do,
In Thine arms I fall asleep.

976

8.8.8.4. or L.M.

Thy will be done.-Matt. 6, 10.
Y God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home, on life's rough

MY

way,

O teach me from my heart to say,
Thy will be done!

2 If Thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prize,-it ne'er was mine;
I only yield Thee what was Thine;-

Thy will be done!

3 E'en if again I ne'er should see

The friend more dear than life to me,
Ere long we both shall be with Thee;-
Thy will be done!

4 Should pining sickness waste away
My life in premature decay,
My Father, still I strive to say,
Thy will be done!

5 If but my fainting heart be blest
With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
My God to Thee I leave the rest;
Thy will be done!

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112th.,

973 I will delight myself in Thy com

1

WH

mandments.-Ps. 119, 47.

WHEN quiet in my house I sit,
Thy book be my companion still:
My joy, Thy sayings to repeat,
Talk o'er the records of Thy will,
And search the oracles divine,
Till every heartfelt word be mine.
2 O may the gracious words divine,
Subject of all my converse be:

So will the Lord His follower join,
And walk and talk Himself with me:
So shall my heart His presence prove.
And burn with everlasting love.

3 Oft as I lay me down to rest,
O may the réconciling word,
Sweetly compose my weary breast!
While, on the bosom of my Lord,"
I sink in blissful dreams away,
And visions of eternal day.

4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise,
Thee may I publish all day long;
And let Thy precious word of grace
Flow from my heart and fill my tongue,
Fill all my life with purest love,
And join me to the church above.
7s.

974 Give us day by day our daily

bread.-Luke 11, 8.

1 DAY to earn this lesson well!
AY by day the manna fell,
Still by constant mercy fed,
Give me, Lord, my daily bread.
2 Day by day, the promise reads;
Daily strength for daily needs:
Cast foreboding fears away,
Take the manna of to-day.

3 Lord! my times are in Thy hand;
All my sanguine hopes have planned
To Thy wisdom I resign,

And would make that promise mine. 4 Thou my daily task shalt give, Day by day to Thee I live; So shall added years fulfil, Not my own, my Father's will.

50 to live with mind subdued!
Yet elate with gratitude;
Strong in faith, exempt from care,
By the energy of prayer.

7s.

975 Thou, Lord, had holpen me, and

1

comforted me.-Ps. 86, 17.

Latient through the love of Thee,
ORD, a happy child of Thine,

In the light, the life divine
Lives and walks at liberty.
2 Leaning on Thy tender care,
Thou hast led my soul aright;
Fervent was my morning prayer,
Joyful is my song to-night.

3 0 my Saviour, Guardian true,
All my life is Thine to keep:
At Thy feet my work I do,
In Thine arms I fall asleep.

1

976

8.8.8.4. or L.M.

Thy will be done.-Matt. 6, 10.
Y God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home, on life's rough

MY

way,

O teach me from my heart to say,
Thy will be done!

2 If Thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prize,-it ne'er was mine;
I only yield Thee what was Thine;-
Thy will be done!

3 E'en if again I ne'er should see

The friend more dear than life to me, Ere long we both shall be with Thee;Thy will be done!

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4 Should pining sickness waste away
My life in premature decay,
My Father, still I strive to say,
Thy will be done!

5 If but my fainting heart be blest
With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
My God to Thee I leave the rest ;-
Thy will be done!

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