Bound on a voyage of awful length, But oars alone can ne'er prevail, The breath of heaven must swell the sail, "I HID MY FACE FROM THEE FOR A MOMENT." WHEN darkness long has veiled my mind, And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer, then I find, The folly of my doubts and fears. Straight I upbraid my wandering heart, Oh! let me then at length be taught Sweet truth, and easy to repeat, I find myself a learner yet, Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. But, O my Lord, one look from Thee, Drives doubt and discontent away, Thou art as ready to forgive, As I am ready to repine; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive; Be shame, and self-abhorrence mine. GOD of my life, to Thee I call, Afflicted at Thy feet I fall; When the great waterfloods prevail, Friend of the friendless and the faint! Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor? Did ever mourner plead with Thee, That were a grief I could not bear, |