5 6 1 Jesus for me hath died, Here my poor heart can rest; Thy will is love, Thine end is blest, 8.6.8.6.8.8. 510 We trust in the living God. WE 1 Tim. 4. 10. THEN I can trust my all with God, Bow, all resigned, beneath His rod, 2 Oh! blessed be the hand that gave, Blessed be He who smites to save, C.M. 511 Fet what I shall choose I wot not. Phil. 1, 22. 1 LORD, it belongs not to my care, Whether I die or live: To love and serve Thee is my share, 2 If life be long, I will be glad, If short, yet why should I be sad, 3 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet, Thy blessed face to see; For if Thy work on earth be sweet, 4 Then I shall end my sad complaints, And join with the triumphant saints, 5 My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim; 1 But tis enough that Christ knows all, 8.7.7.7. 512 Ye know not what shall be on the morrow.-James 4, 14. TIS to us no cause of sorrow, That we cannot tell to-day, What it is will come to-morrow; Tis enough that we can say, He whom we our Father call, Knows the future, knows it all. 2 Happy they, who, all committing To their Father's care and love, Let Him choose what most is fitting, And of all He does, approve: Ever free from anxious care, Blest in this, His people are. 3 Teach us, O our God and Father, Teach us to obey Thee thus, Be Thy choice our portion, rather Than what may seem good to us; Tis not meet we should refuse Aught that Thou, our God, shalt choose. 4 Future things with Thee are present; Future things to trust to Thee: When on Thee they cast their care. C.M. 513 Patient in tribulation.—Rom. 12, 10 12. LORD! my best desires fulfil, Life, health, and comfort to Thy will, 2 Why should I shrink at Thy command, Whose love forbids my fears? Or tremble at the gracious hand 3 No! let me rather freely yield 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, 5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way; A poor blind creature of a day, And crushed before the moth? 6 But, ah! my inmost spirit cries, Still bind me to Thy sway; Else the next cloud, that veils my skies, Drives all these thoughts away. knows; I see from far Thy beauteous light, 2 Thy secret voice invites me still The sweetness of Thy yoke to prove: Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone, 5 O Lord, Thy sovereign aid impart, C.M. 515 I will guide thee with Mine eye.— 1 Ps. 32, 8. THOU boundless source of every good! Our best desires fulfil; O help us to adore Thy grace, 4 Do Thou direct our steps aright, And give us grace to watch and pray, And strength to persevere. 5 Then may we close our eyes in death, Free from distracting care; For death is life, and labour rest, 516 1 C.M. I said, Thou art my God.-Ps. 31, 14. MY God, my Father! blissful name! O may I call Thee mine? May I with sweet assurance claim 2 This only can my fears control? What harm can ever reach my soul U 3 Whate'er Thy providence denies, For Thou art good, and just, and wise 4 Whate'er Thy sacred will ordains 5 Thy sovereign ways are all unknown 6 My God, my Father! be Thy name O wilt Thou seal my humble claim, C.M. 517 He hath made with me an everlast? ing covenant,-2 Sam. 23, 5. 1 MY God, the covenant of Thy love Abides for ever sure; And in its matchless grace I feel 2 Since Thou, the everlasting God, Jesus, my Guardian and my Friend, 3 I welcome all Thy sovereign will, And, when I know not what Thou dost, 4 Thy covenant in the darkest gloom 1 Which, when my eyelids close in death S.M. 518 Why sayest thou... My way is hid from the Lord -Isa. 40, 27. ALONG my earthly way, How many clouds are spread! Darkness, with scarce one cheerful ray, |