3. Oh! weak to know a Saviour's To feel a Father's care;

power,

A moment's toil, a passing shower,
Is all the grief ye share.

4. The orb of light, though clouds awhile
May hide his noon-tide ray,
Shall soon in lovelier beauty smile
To gild the closing day-

5. And, bursting through the dusky shroud
That dared his power invest,

Ride throned in light o'er every cloud,
Triumphant to his rest.

6. Then, Christian, dry the falling tear,
The faithless doubt remove;
Redeemed at last from guilt and fear,
O wake thy heart to love.

1. AND can my heart aspire so high,
To say "My Father God!"
Lord, at Thy feet I long to lie,
And learn to kiss the rod.

2. I would submit to all Thy will,
For Thou art good and wise;
Let every anxious thought be still,
Nor one faint murmur rise.

BOWDLER.

3. Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom,
And bid me wait serene;
Till hopes and joys immortal bloom,
And brighten all the scene.

4. My Father! O permit my heart
To plead her humble claim;

And ask the bliss those words impart,
In my Redeemer's name.

MRS. STEELE.

1. GOD of my life and all my powers,
The everlasting Friend!1

Shall life, so favored in its dawn,
Be fruitless in its end?

2. To Thee, O Lord, my tender years
A trembling duty paid,
With glimpses of the mighty God
Delighted and afraid.

3. From parent's eye, and paths of men,
Thy touch I ran to meet;

It swelled the hymn, and sealed the prayer;
'Twas calm, and strange, and sweet!

4. Oft when beneath the work of sin
Trembling and dark I stood,
And felt the edge of eager thought,
And felt the kindling blood;-

5. Thy dew came down-my heart was Thine; It knew nor doubt nor strife;

Cool now, and peaceful as the grave,
And strong to second life.

6. Still will I hope for voice and strength
To glorify Thy name;

Though I must die to all that 's mine,
And suffer all my shame.

C. WESLEY.

1. O THOυ eternal Source of love!
Ruler of nature's scheme!

In Substance One, in Persons Three!
Omniscient and Supreme!

2. For Thy dear mercy's sake receive
The strains and tears we pour,
And purify our hearts to taste
The sweetness more and more.

3. Our flesh, our reins, our spirits, Lord,
In Thy clear fire refine;
Break down the self-indulgent will;
Gird us with strength divine.

CASWELL.

820.

821.

C. M.

1. O THOU, from whom all goodness flows,
I lift my soul to Thee;

In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
O Lord, remember me!

2. If, for Thy sake, upon my name
Reproach and shame shall be,

I'll hail reproach, and welcome shame;
O Lord, remember me!

2. When worn with pain, disease, and grief,
This feeble body see;

Grant patience, rest, and kind relief;
O Lord, remember me!

4. When, in the solemn hour of death,
I wait Thy just decree,

Be this the prayer of my last breath—
O Lord, remember me!

5. And when before Thy throne I stand,
And lift my soul to Thee,

Thou, with the saints at Thy right hand,
O Lord, remember me!

C. M.

HAWES.

1. On Thou, the first, the greatest Friend
Of all the human race!

Whose strong right hand has ever been
Their stay and dwelling-place!

2. Before the mountains heav'd their heads
Beneath Thy forming hand,

Before this ponderous globe itself
Arose at Thy command,

3. That Power, which raised, and still upheld
This universal frame,

From countless, unbeginning time,
Was ever still the same.

4. Those mighty periods of years
Which seem to us so vast,
Appear no more before Thy sight
Than yesterday that's past.

5. Thou giv'st the word; Thy creature man
Is to existence brought,

Again Thou say'st, "Ye sons of men.
Return ye into naught!"

6. Thou layest them, with all their cares,
In everlasting sleep;

As in a flood, Thou tak'st them off,
With overwhelming sweep.

7. They flourish like the morning flower,
In beauty's pride array'd;
But long ere night cut down it lies,
All withered and decayed.

ROBERT BURNS.

822.

C. M.

1. My Father! to Thy mercy-seat
My soul for shelter flies;
'Tis here I find a safe retreat,
When storms and tempest rise.

2. My cheerful hope can never die,
If Thou, my God, art near;
Thy grace can raise my comforts high,
And banish every fear.

3. My great Protector and my Lord,
Thy constant aid impart;

And let Thy kind, Thy gracious word
Sustain my trembling heart.

823.

4. O never let my soul remove

From this divine retreat;

Still let me trust Thy power and love,
And dwell beneath Thy feet.

C. M.

MRS. STEELE.

1. WALK in the light! so shalt thou know
That fellowship of love,
His Spirit only can bestow,

Who reigns in light above.

2. Walk in the light! and thou shalt find
Thy heart made truly His,

Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined,
In whom no darkness is.

3. Walk in the light! and thou shalt own
Thy darkness passed away,

Because that Light hath on thee shone
In which is perfect day.

4. Walk in the light! and e'en the tomb
No fearful shade shall wear;
Glory shall chase away its gloom,
For Christ hath conquered there.

5. Walk in the light! thy path shall be
Peaceful, serene, and bright:

For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee,
And God himself is Light.

BERNARD BARTON.

824.

C. M.

1. LORD! what a wretched land is this,
That yields us no supply,

No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees,
Nor streams of living joy!

2. Yet the dear path to Thine abode
Lies through this weary land;

Lord! we would keep that heavenly road,
And run at Thy command.