Thou art heaven on earth to me,- 421. 8s and 7s. Hope in God encouraged. 1 WHY, when storms around you gather, Should your trembling spirit sink? Look to God, your heavenly Father, And of his sweet promise think. 2 Fancy will be often painting Scenes, in dark and fearful shade: 3 Cease that dark anticipation! Strength sufficient will be found. 4 God is love, and will not leave you, 422. 8s. The Promise of God sure. 1 HOW sweet on thy bosom to rest, When nature's affliction is near! The soul that can trust thee is blest,Thy smiles bring deliverance from fear: The Lord has, in kindness, declared, That those who will trust in his name, Shall in the sharp conflict be spared, His mercy and love to proclaim. 2 This promise shall be, to my soul, A messenger sent from the skies,- Its comfort impart to my mind, 1 O LORD! in sorrow I resign, That hand can wipe these streaming eyes, 2 My sole possession is thy love; And though, with fervor, now I pray 424. C. L. M. Submission in Trials. 1 WHEN I can trust my all with God, Bow all resigned beneath his rod, 2 Oh! to be brought to Jesus' feet, 3 Then, blessed be the hand that gave, Blessed be he who smites to save, Perfect and true are all his ways, 425. C. M. Depending on Grace. 1 AMAZING grace!-how sweet the sound, I once was lost, but now am found,- 2 'T was grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear, 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come; "T is grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 Yea-when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease; I shall possess, within the veil, 5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, But God, who called me here below, 426. C. M. Submission in Trials. 1 MY times of sorrow and of joy, My choicest comforts come from thee, 2 If thou should'st take them all away, 3 Nor would I drop a murm'ring word, 427. In thee, and thee alone. PRAYER. C. M. Habitual Devotion. 1 WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power! And may this consecrated hour 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed; 3 In each event of life, how clear Each blessing to my soul more dear, 4 In every joy that crowns my days, My heart shall find delight in praise, 5 When gladness wings my favored hour, 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, My steadfast heart shall know no fear,- 428. 7s. A Blessing humbly requested. 4 Send some message, from thy word, Full salvation to each heart. 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn; Let the time of joy return; Those, who are cast down, lift up; Forgiveness sought. 1 FORGIVE us, Lord! to thee we cry, Forgive us through thy matchless grace? On thee alone our souls rely, Be thou our strength and righteousness. 2 Forgive thou us, as we forgive The ills we suffer from our foes; Restore us, Lord! and bid us live; Oh! let us in thine arms repose. 3 Forgive us, for our guilt is great, Our wretched souls no merit claim; For sovereign mercy still we wait, And ask but in the Saviour's name. 4 Forgive us,-O thou bleeding Lamb! Thou risen-thou exalted Lord! Thou great High-Priest! our souls redeem, And speak the pardon-sealing word. 430. C. M. The God of Bethel. 1 O GOD of Bethel! by whose hand Who, through this weary pilgrimage, 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present, God of our fathers! be the God 3 Through each perplexing path of life, |