Or tremble at the gracious hand 4 I would fubmit to all thy will, COWPER. 5 Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom, 6 My Father! O permit my heart Hymn CCL. Mrs. STEELE. Common Metre. A Morning or Evening Hyma. N thee each morning, O my God, 2 My foul, in pleafing wonder loft, Thy boundlefs love furveys; And, fir'd with grateful zeal, prepares 3 When evening flumbers prefs my eyes, [X] In peace and fafety I commit 5 6 At morn, at noon, at night I'll still And thee alone wilt praife, to whom Hymn CCII, Liverpool Collection. Common Metre. [b] Refignation, or Good out of Evil. RESIGNATION! heav'nly power! Thou art the fafeft guide of youth, 2 Teach us the hand of love divine 'Tis the firft leffon which we need, The latest which we learn. 3 Is refignation's leffon hard? It makes us give up nothing more 4 Refign, and all the pain of life The heavy load of grief and care 5 He bids us lay our burthen down Supports our feeble frame, and makes 6 What though we're fwallow'd in the deep, 7 Thy will is welcome, let it wear Though tempefts rife, we know that thou YOUNG, altered. Hymn CCIII. Common Metre. [b] Defire of Communion with God. THAT I knew the fecret place I'd fpread my wants before his face, 2 I'd tell him how my fins arife; How ftrength decays, and comfort dies, 3 He knows what arguments I'd take I'd plead for his own mercy's fake, 4 My God will pity my complaints, 5 Arife, my foul, from deep diftrefs, He calls me to his throne of grace, Hymn CCIV, Long Metre. WATTS. On the Dangerous Sickness of a Minifter. THOU, before whofe gracious throne We bow our fuppliant fpirits down; Thou know't the anxious cares we feel, And all our trembling lips would tell. 2 Thou only can'ft afluage our grief, And give our forrowing hearts relief; In mercy then thy fervant fpare, Nor turn afide thy people's prayer. 3 Avert thy defolating stroke, Nor fmite the fhepherd of the flock; And prayers and tears cannot prevail, [b 6 Around him may thy angels ftand, Waiting the fignal of thy hand; To bid his happy spirit rife, And bear him to their native fkies. RIPPON'S Collection. Hymn CCV. Common Metre. [or] The Chriflian's Refolution, founded on Jacob's Vory. Gen. xxviii. 20. THOU, by whofe all-bounteous hand Who through life's weary pilgrimage 2 To thee our humble vow we raife; 3 If thou, through each perplexing path, 4 5 If thou wilt daily food fupply, If thou wilt fpread thy fhield around, To thee, as to our cov'nant God, And count that all on earth we have, |