2

Yet, Saviour, Thou art love:
O hide not from my view!
But when I look, in prayer, above,
Appear in mercy through!
3 My pathway is not hid;
Thou knowest all my need
And I would do as Israel did,-
Follow where Thou wilt lead.
4. Lead me, and then my feet
Shall never, never stray:

5

But safely I shall reach the seat
Of happiness and day.

And oh, from that bright throne,
I shall look back and see,-
The path I went, and that alone,
Was the right path for me.

S.M.

519 Commit thy way unto the Lord.-

Ps. 37, 5.

1 COMMIT thou all thy griefs

And ways into His hands,

To His sure truth, and tender care, Who earth and heaven commands:

2 Who points the clouds their course," Whom winds and seas obey;

He shall direct thy wandering feet,
He shall prepare thy way.

3

Put thou thy trust in God,

In duty's path go on;

Fix on His word thy stedfast eye

So shall thy work be done.

4

His everlasting truth,

5

His ceaseless, watchful love,

Sees all His children's wants, and knows What best for each will prove.

He everywhere hath sway,

And all things serve His might;
His every act pure blessing is,
His path unsullied light.

6 Give to the winds thy fears;
Hope, and be undismayed;

God hears thy sighs, and counts thy

tears;

God shall lift up thy head.

7

Through waves, and clouds, and storms,

He gently clears thy way:

Wait thou His time-thy darkest night Shall end in brightest day.

C.M.

520 They that wait on the Lord shall

renew their strength.-Isa. 40,30.

1 GOD, that madest earth and sky,
The darkness and the day,
Give ear to this Thy family,
And hear us when we pray.

2 The cross our Master bore for us,
For Him we fain would bear,

But mortal strength to weakness turns.
And courage to despair.

3 Have mercy on our failings, Lord!
Our sinking faith renew;
And when Thy sorrows visit us
O send Thy patience too!

C.M.

521 The Lord will not cast off His

people.-Ps. 94, 14.

1 DEAR Refuge of my weary soul,

On Thee, when sorrows rise,
On Thee, when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting hope relies.

2 To Thee I tell each rising grief,
For Thou alone canst heal;

Thy word can bring a sweet relief,
For every pain I feel.

8 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face,
And shall I seek in vain?

And can the ear of sovereign grace
Be deaf when I complain?

4 No; still the ear of sovereign grace
Attends the mourner's prayer;

O may I ever find access

To breathe my sorrows there!

5 Thy mercy-seat is open still,

Here let my soul retreat;

With humble hope attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet.

1

C.M.

522 The peace of God, which passeth

all understanding.-Phil. 4, 7. ATHER! whate'er of earthly bliss

FAThy sovereign will denies,

Accepted at Thy throne of grace,
Let this petition rise:-

2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
From every murmur free;

The blessings of Thy grace impart,
And make me live to Thee.

3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine My life and death attend;

Thy presence through my journey shine,

And crown my journey's end!

78.

523 I will trust and not be afraid.

1

Isa. 12, 2.

UIET, Lord, my froward heart:
Make me teachable and mild,
Upright, simple, free from art;
Make me as a little child:
From distrust and envy free,
Pleased with all that pleases Thee.
2 What Thou shalt to-day provide,
Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide,
Calmly to Thy wisdom leave.
Tis enough that Thou wilt care:
Why should I the burden bear?

3 As a little child relies

On a care beyond his own;
Knows he's neither strong nor wise;
Fears to stir a step alone;

Let me thus with Thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
4 Thus preserved from Satan's wiles,
Safe from dangers, free from fears,
May I live upon Thy smiles,
Till the promised hour appears,
When the sons of God shall prove
All their Father's boundless love.

S.M.

524 He shall choose our inheritance

1

2

3

4

THY

for us.-Ps. 47, 4.

HY way, not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be;

O lead me by Thine own right hand,
Choose out the path for me.

Smooth let it be or rough,

It will be still the best;

Winding or straight, it matters not,
It leads ine to Thy rest.

I dare not choose my lot,

I would not if I might;

But choose Thou for me, O my God,
So shall I walk aright.

The kingdom that I seek
Is Thine; so let the way

That leads to it, O Lord, be Thine,
Else I must surely stray.

5 Take Thou my cup, and it
With joy or sorrow fill;

6

As ever best to Thee may seem,
Choose Thou my good and ill.

Choose Thou for me my friends,
My sickness or my health;

Choose Thou my joys and cares for me,
My poverty or wealth.

7 Not mine, not mine the choice, In things or great or small;

Be Thou my Guide, my Guard, my My Wisdom, and my All. [Strength,

112th.

525 Quietly wait for the salvation of

the Lord.-Lam: 3, 26.

LET my trembling soul bestill, [eye,
While darkness veils this mortal

And wait Thy wise, Thy holy will,
Wrapt yet in tears and mystery;
I cannot, Lord, Thy purpose see,
Yet all is well-since ruled by Thee.
2 Thus trusting in Thy love, I tread
The narrow path of duty on;

What though some cherished joys are
fled?
[are gone?
What though some flattering dreams

Yet purer, brighter joys remain:
Why should my spirit, then, complain?

L.M.

526 I can do all things through Christ

who strengtheneth me.-Phil. 4, 13.

1 FT me but hear my Saviour say,
Strength shall be equal to thy day;
Then I rejoice in deep distress,
Leaning on all-sufficient grace.

2 I glory in infirmity,

[me;

That Christ's own power may rest.on When I am weak then am I strong, Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 3 I can do all things, or can bear All sufferings, if my Lord be there: Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, While His kind hand my head sustains.

527

S.M.

Stayed on Thee.-Isa. 26, 3.
THOU very present aid

In suffering and distress,

The soul which still on Thee is stayed,

Is kept in perfect peace.

2

The soul in faith reclined

On the Redeemer's breast,

3

4

Mid raging storms exults to find
An everlasting rest.

Sorrow and fear are gone

Whene'er Thy face appears:

It stills the sighing orphan's moan,
And dries the widow's tears.

It hallows every cross,

It sweetly comforts me,

Makes me forget my every loss,

And find my all in Thee.

5 Jesus, to whom I fly,

Doth all my wishes fill:

What though created streams are dry, I have the fountain still.

6 Stripped of my earthly friends,
I find them all in One;

And peace, and joy that never ends,
And heaven in Christ begun.