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"He knoweth our frame."
1 LORD, we adore thy wondrous name, And make that name our trust, Which rais'd at first this curious frame, From mean and lifeless dust.
Awhile these frail machines endure,
Then know their vital powers no more,
Yet Lord, whate'er is felt or fear'd,
That he by whom this frame was rear'd
We tend to realms of peace,
"Why art thou cast down, O my
OUR God, how firm his promise stands,
He trusts in our Redeemer's hands
His glory and his grace.
Then why, my soul, these sad complaints,
Thy God is faithful to his saints,
Is faithful to his Son.
Beneath his smiles my heart has liv'd,
I praise his name for grace receiv'd,
My times are in thy hand."
All my times are in thy hand,
2 Times of sickness, times of health;
Thee at all times will I bless;
Having thee, I all possess ;
How can I bereaved be,
Since I cannot part with thee?
"He hath made with me an everlastingcovenant." 1 MY God the covenant of thy love Abides for ever sure;
And in its matchless grace I feel
My happiness secure.
2 What though my house be not with thee
To nobler joys than nature gives,
Since thou, the everlasting God,
I welcome all thy sovereign will,
And when I know not what thou dost,
Thy covenant the last accent claims
REJOICE, believer, in the Lord,
Though many foes beset your road,
Your life is hid with Christ in God,
Weak as you are, you shall not faint,
Jesus, the strength of every saint,
4 Though unperceiv'd by mortal sense,
As surely as he overcame,
And triumph'd once for you;
The seal and witness of the Spirit desired.
Dost thou not dwell in all the saints,
Assure my conscience of her part
And bear thy witness with my heart,
Thou art the earnest of his love,
The pledge of joys to come;
And thy soft wings, celestial Dove,
Will safe convey me home.
"This God is our God for ever and ever; he will be our guide even unto death."
THIS God is the God we adore,
Invitation to praise..
AWAKE, and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb;
Wake, every heart and every tongue,
Sing of his dying love,
Sing of his rising power,
Sing till we feel our hearts
Ascending with our tongues;
Soon shall we hear him say,
"Ye blessed children, come;"
There shall our raptur'd tongue
God's presence is light in darkness.
The glory of my brightest days,
In darkest shades if thou appear,
Thou art my soul's bright morning-star,