3 We trusted hope and pride and strength:
Our strength proved false, our pride was vain,
Our dreams have faded all at length,-
We come to Thee, O Lord, again!

4 A guide to trembling steps yet be!
Give us of Thine eternal powers!
So shall our paths all lead to Thee,
And life smile on like childhood's hours.

206.

L. M.

FLINT'S COLL.

THE STRENGTH OF THE ERRING.

1 YES! prayer is strong, and God is good;
Man is not made for endless ill;

The offending soul, in darkest mood,
Hath yet a hope, a refuge still.

2 Thou, God, wilt hear; these pangs are meant To heal the spirit, not destroy;

And even remorse, for chastening sent,
When Thou commandest, works for joy.

207.

C. M.

*WREFORD.

PRAYER FOR INCREASE OF FAITH.

1 LORD! I believe; Thy power I own
Thy word I would obey;

I wander comfortless and lone,
When from Thy truth I stray.

2 Lord! I believe; but gloomy fears
Sometimes bedim my sight;

I look to Thee with prayers and tears,
And cry for strength and light.

3 Lord! I believe; but oft, I know,
My faith is cold and weak;
Make strong my weakness, and bestow
The confidence I seek!

4 Yes, I believe; and only Thou
Canst give my soul relief;
Lord! to Thy truth my spirit bow,
Help Thou my unbelief!

1 O, FROM these visions dark and drear,
Kind Father, set me free;

I struggle yet with darkness here, -
My God, remember me !

2 Refresh my drooping soul with grace
And quickening energy;
Still running, toiling in the race,
My God, remember me!

3 Some cheering ray of hope impart,
Sweet influence from Thee;
And raise this feeble, drooping heart,-
My God, remember me!

4 For the inheritance in light,

On trembling wings I flee;

With sins, and doubts, and fears, I fight, -
My God, remember me!

209.

C. M.

MILMAN.

PRAYER FOR HELP.

1 O, HELP US, Lord! each hour of need
Thy heavenly succor give;

Help us in thought, in word, in deed,
Each hour on earth we live.

2 O, help us, when our spirits bleed,
With doubt and anguish sore;

And when our hearts are cold and dead,
O, help us, Lord, the more.

3 O, help us, through the prayer of faith,
More firmly to believe;

For still the more the servant hath,
The more shall he receive.

4 O, help us, Father! from on high;
We know no help but Thee;

O, help us so to live and die,
As Thine in heaven to be!

1 WHY, thou never-setting Light,
Is thy brightness veiled from me?
Why does this unwonted night
Cloud thy blest benignity?

2 I am lost without thy ray;

RUSSIAN

Guide my wandering footsteps, Lord!
Light my dark and erring way
To the noontide of Thy word.

211.

C. M.

HUMPHRIES.

GOOD LORD, REMEMBER ME.

1 O THOU, from whom all goodness flows, I lift my soul to Thee;

In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
Good Lord, remember me!

2 When on my aching, burdened heart
My sins lie heavily,

Thy pardon grant, new peace impart;
Good Lord, remember me!

3 When trials sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee,

O, let my strength be as my day;
Good Lord, remember me!

4 When worn with pain, disease, and grief, This feeble body see;

Grant patience, rest, and kind relief;
Good Lord, remember me!

5 When in the solemn hour of death
I wait Thy just decree,

Be this the prayer of my last breath,-
Good Lord, remember me!

6 And when before Thy throne I stand,
And lift my soul to Thee,

Then, with the saints at Thy right hand,
Good Lord, remember me!

212.

P. M.

MRS. FOLLEN.

LORD, TO WHOM SHALL WE GO?

1 WHEN, with error bewildered, our path becomes dreary,

And tears of despondency flow, When the whole head is sick, and the whole heart is weary,

Despairing, to whom shall we go?

2 When the thirsting soul turneth away from the springs

Of the pleasures this world can bestow, And sighs for another, and flutters its wings, Impatient, to whom shall it go?

3 O, blest be that light which has parted the clouds,

And a path to the wanderer can show; That pierces the veil which the future enshrouds,

And tells us to whom we should go!

213.

C. M.

BULFINCH.

HELP THOU OUR UNBELIEF.

1 FATHER, when o'er our trembling hearts
Doubt's shadows gathering brood,
When faith in Thee almost departs,
And gloomiest fears intrude;
Forsake us not, O God of grace,
But send those fears relief;
Grant us again to see Thy face;
Lord, help our unbelief!