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Thus shall each blessing of thy hand

Be doubly sweet to me;
And in new griefs I still shall have
A refuge, Lord, in thee.

364. Desires after Submission to the Divine Will.

1
PARENT of nature ! Power divine !
Whatever lives and moves is thine :
Angels from thee their being drew,
And man can boast thine offspring too.

2
The bright resplendent orbs above,
That round the earth incessant move,
The orders of thy voice obey,
And roll where thou point'st out the way.

3
May I, through life's perplexing road,
Pursue the path mark'd out by God :
With cheerful resignation go
That path, though rough and thorny too.

4
If sickness, poverty, and pains,
Be here my lot~tis God ordains :
Be still, my soul ! and grace prevent
All impious, fruitless discontent!

5
Though sorrows should on sorrows fall,
Yet would I see thine hand in all;
And though frail nature sometimes groan,
A Father's hand I still would own.

6 From virtue's paths ne'er let me stray, To tread the broad, though flowery way ; But still pursue that narrow road, Which leads to happiness and God.

365. The Ways of the Righteous known to God.

1
To thee, O God, my days are known:

How solemn, Lord, the thought !
My actions all before thee lie,
Nor are my wants forgot.

2
Each secret wish devotion breathes,

Is vocal to thine ear;
And all my walks of daily life
Before thine eye appear.

3
The vacant hour, the active scene,

Thy mercy shall approve; And every pang of sympathy, And every care of love.

4
Each golden hour of beaming light

Is gilded by thy rays;
And dark affliction's midnight gloom
A present God surveys.

5
Full in thy view through life I pass,

And in thy view I die ;
And, when each mortal bond is broke,
Shall find my God is nigh.

366.
Rejoicing in God.

1 HEATHENS to senseless idols haste ;

They worship wood and stone ; But my delightful lot is cast

Where the true God is known.

2
His hand provides my constant food,

He fills my daily cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.

3
God is my portion and my joy ;

His counsels are my light; He gives me kind advice by day, And guards my head by night.

4
My soul would all her thoughts approve

To his all-seeing eye;
Nor death nor sin my hope shall move,
While such a Friend is nigh.

367.
God is Love.—1 John iv. 16.

1
God is love : his mercy brightens

All the path in which we rove; Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens ; God is wisdom, God is love.

2 Chance and change are busy ever ;

Man decays and ages move ; But his mercy waneth never : God is wisdom, God is love.

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth,

Will his changeless goodness prove ; From the gloom his brightness streameth : God is wisdom, God is love.

4 He with earthly cares entwineth

Hope and comfort from above; Every where his glory shineth :

God is wisdom, God is love.

368.
The Loviny-Kindness of our God.

1
Father! to thy kind love we owe
All that is fair and good below :
And when to heaven our thoughts we raise,
Thy love demands our highest praise.

2
Thy promise, truth eternal guides;
And mercy o'er each act presides ;
Thy grace the fainting spirit cheers,
And checks our griefs and calms our fears.

3
Patient with headstrong guilt to bear;
Slow to avenge, and kind to spare :
Listening to prayer, and reconcil'd
Full quickly to thine erring child.

4
In woe's dark hour our kindest stay !
Sole trust when life shall pass away!
Giver of hopes that light the gloom
Of death, and consecrate the tomb !

5
Thee will we bless, O God our King,
Nor cease thy gracious ways to sing :
Grant us to hymn thy boundless love
In realms of perfect bliss above.

369.
The constant Offering of Praise.-Ps. cxliv.

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My God! my King ! thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days :
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
Till death and glory raise the song.

2
The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;

And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.

3
Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim ;
Thy bounty flows an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.

4
Let every age and nation raise
The long succession of thy praise ;
And unborn ages inake my song
The blest employment of their tongue.

5
But who can speak thy wondrous deeds!
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds ;
Vast and unsearchable thy ways !
Vast and immortal be thy praise !

370.

Seeking God.

My God! permit my tongue

This joy, to call thee mine; And let my earnest cries prevail, 'To taste thy love divine.

2
For life without thy love

No relish can afford;
No joy can be compard with this,

To serve and please the Lord.

3

Since thou hast been my help,

To thee my spirit flies;
And on thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.

4
The shadow of thy wings

My soul in safety keeps :
I'll follow where my Father leads,

And he'll support my steps.

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