EVAN. C. M.

Arr. W. H. HAVERGAL.

2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod;

But, in the hour of grief or pain,
Will lean upon its God;

3 A faith that shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without;
That when in danger knows no fear
In darkness feels no doubt;

4 That bears, unmoved, the world's dread
Nor heeds its scornful smile; [frown,
That seas of trouble cannot drown,
Nor Satan's art beguile.

5 Lord, give us such a faith as this,
And then, whate'er may come,
We'll taste, e'en here, the hallowed bliss
Of an eternal home.

4 Increase our faith, that unto Thee More fruit may still abound; That it may grow "exceedingly," And to Thy praise be found.

5 Increase our faith, O Saviour dear, By Thy sweet sovereign grace, Till, changing faith for vision clear, We see Thee face to face.

FREDERICK W. FABER.

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1 O GIFT of gifts! O grace of Faith!
My God, how can it be,
That Thou, who hast discerning love,
Shouldst give that gift to me?

2 Ah grace, into unlikeliest hearts
It is thy boast to come;
The glory of thy light to find
In darkest spots a home.

3 How can they live, how will they die,
How bear the cross of grief,
Who have not got the light of faith,
The courage of belief?

4 The crowd of cares, the weightiest cross,
Seem trifles less than light;
Earth looks so little and so low,
When faith shines full and bright.

5 Thy choice, O God of goodness, then I lovingly adore;

O give me grace to keep Thy grace,
And grace to gain it more.

BEDDOME. C. M.

A. DAVISSON.

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1 YE trembling souls, dismiss your fears; Be mercy all your theme;

Mercy, which like a river flows

In one continued stream.

2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell;
God will these powers restrain;
His mighty arm their rage repel,
And make their efforts vain.

3 Fear not the want of outward good;
He will for His provide;
Grant them supplies of daily food,
And give them heaven beside.

4 Fear not that He will e'er forsake
Or leave His work undone;
He's faithful to His promises,

And faithful to His Son.

5 Fear not the terrors of the grave,
Or death's tremendous sting;
He will from endless wrath preserve,
To endless glory bring.

6 You, in His wisdom, power, and
May confidently trust;

grace,

His wisdom guides, His power protects, His rewards the just.

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grace

PHILIP DODDRIDGE.

1 My God, the covenant of Thy love

Abides forever sure;

And in its matchless grace I feel
My happiness secure.

2 Since Thou, the everlasting God,
My Father art become,
Jesus my Guardian and my Friend,
And heaven my final home;-

3 I welcome all Thy sovereign will,
For all that will is love;

And when I know not what Thou dost,
I wait the light above.

4 Thy covenant in the darkest gloom
Shall heavenly rays impart,
And, when my eyelids close in death,
Sustain my fainting heart.

1 GLORY to God! whose witness-train,
Those heroes bold in faith,
Could smile on poverty and pain,
And triumph ev'n in death.

2 O may that faith our hearts sustain,
Wherein they fearless stood,
When, in the power of cruel men,
They poured their willing blood.

3 God whom we serve, our God, can save
Can damp the scorching flame,
Can build an ark, can smooth the wave,
For such as love His Name.

4 Lord! if Thine arm support us still
With its eternal strength,
We shall o'ercome the mightiest ill,
And conquerors prove at length.

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PAUL GERHARDT; J. WESLEY.

2 Who points the clouds their course,
Whom wind and seas obey,
He shall direct thy wandering feet,
He shall prepare thy way.

3 On God alone rely;

Then safe shalt thou go on;
Fix on His work thy steadfast eye;
Then shall thy work be done.

4 When He makes bare His arm,

What shall His arm withstand?

When He will save His friends from harm,
Who, who shall stay His hand?

5 He hears thy softest prayer,

He girdeth thee with might;

His works the purest blessings are;
His ways, the purest light.

MARAH. 7.6.

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PAUL GERHARDT: J. WESLEY.

1 GIVE to the winds thy fears;

Hope, and be undismayed;

God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears;
God shall lift up thy head.

2 Through waves and clouds and storms, He gently clears thy way;

Wait thou His time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.

3 What though thou rulest not,

Yet heaven and earth and hell
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.

4 Far, far above thy thought

His counsel shall appear,

When fully He the work hath wrought
That caused thy needless fear.

S. S. WESLEY.

E. J. HOPKINS.

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TRUST. 8.6.

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