XXXVI.
(6, 7, 8, 9, 10.)

THY

THY justice, like the hills, remains;
Unfathom'd depths Thy judgments are;
Thy providence the world sustains;
The whole creation is Thy care.
Since of Thy goodness all partake,

With what assurance should the just
Thy shelt'ring wings their refuge make,

And saints to Thy protection trust!
Such guests shall to Thy courts be led,

To banquet on Thy love's repast;
And drink, as from a fountain's head,
Of joys that shall for ever last.

With Thee the springs of life remain;
Thy presence is eternal day:
O let Thy saints Thy favour gain;

To upright hearts Thy truth display.

N. V.

(II.)

XXXVII.

VEX not thy soul for men of pride:

Though long their earthly bliss abide, Let not thine envy rise.

As grass in summer's fresh array,
As flow'rs that fade ere close of day,
Man's glory blooms and dies.

Cast on the Lord thy load of care:
The burden which thou canst not bear,

His succour shall sustain.

Thy righteous Judge shall guard the right,
Make clear thy truth as morning light,
Thy faith as noon-day plain.

The Lord is still the good man's guide;
God's love, still watching at his side,

Gives gladness on his way;

Gives, though he fall, new strength to rise; His arm, that every need supplies,

Is still the good man's stay.