So long Thy power hath blessed me, surely still 'T will lead me on

Through dreary doubt, through pain and sorrow, till

The night is gone,

And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.

364.

THROUGH THE DESERT.

8, 7, & 4s M.

GUIDE me, O Thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through a weary land;
I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
Hold me with Thy powerful hand.
Bread of heaven,

Feed me till I want no more.

Open now the living fountain
Whence the healing waters flow;
Let the fiery cloudy pillar

Guide me all my journey through.
Strong Deliverer

Be Thou still my strength and shield.

365.

RENUNCIATION.

11 & 10s M.

ALMIGHTY Father! Thou hast many a blessing
In store for every erring child of Thine ;
For this I pray, Let me, Thy grace possessing,
Seek to be guided by Thy will divine.

Not for earth's treasures, for her joys the dearest,
Would I my supplications raise to Thee;
Not for the hopes that to my heart are nearest,
But only that I give that heart to Thee.

I

pray that Thou wouldst guide and guard ne

ever;

Cleanse, by Thy power, from every stain of sin;

I will Thy blessing ask on each endeavor,

And thus Thy promised peace my soul shall win.

SEEKING REST.

366.

'MY SOUL IS WEARY.'

L. M. p.

TO-DAY, beneath Thy chastening eye,
I crave alone for peace and rest;
Submissive in Thy hand to lie,
And feel that it is best.

A marvel seems the universe,
A miracle our life and death;
A mystery which I cannot pierce,
Around, above, beneath.

And now my spirit sighs for home,
And longs for light whereby to see,
And, like a weary child, would come
O Father! unto Thee.

Though oft, like letters traced in sand,
My weak resolves have passed away;
In mercy lend Thy helping hand,
Unto my prayer to-day!

367.

6 RETURN UNTO THY REST, O MY SOUL.'

L. M.

RETURN, my soul, unto thy rest,

From vain pursuits and maddening cares; From lonely woes that wring the breast, The world's allurements, toils, and snares.

Return unto thy rest, my soul,

From all the wanderings of thy thought;
From sickness unto death made whole ;
Safe through a thousand perils brought.
Then to thy rest, my soul, return,
From passions every hour at strife;
Sin's works, and ways, and wages, spurn,
Lay hold upon eternal life.

368.

THE SOUL LONGING FOR HOME.

C. M.

O FATHER! fix this wavering will,
That wanders far and wide,
And teach me that true peace is found
In staying at Thy side.

O Father! fix this restless heart
That still abroad will roam;

I long to rest my weary feet,
I long to find my home.

369.

REST IN THE LORD.'

S. M.

O, WHERE shall rest be found,
Rest for the weary soul?

"T were vain the ocean depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole:

The world can never give
The rest for which we sigh;
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

In Thee we end our quest;
Alone are found in Thee

The life of perfect love, the rest
Of immortality.

370.

" THERE REMAINETH A REST.'

C. M.

LORD, I believe a rest remains,
To all Thy people known;
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,
And Thou art loved alone.

A rest, where all our soul's desire
Is fixed on things above;
Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,
Cast out by perfect love.

O that I now that rest might know,
Believe, and enter in!

Now, Father, now the power bestow,
And let me cease from sin.

Remove all hardness from my heart,
All unbelief remove;

To me the rest of faith impart,
The sabbath of Thy love.

371.

HOME IN GOD.

L. M.

THOU, Great Creator, art possessed,
And Thou alone, of perfect rest;
But we must toil and toil again,
With wearied strength and frequent pain.

And yet our hearts that love Thee well,
Still long with Thee in peace to dwell;
Nor dost Thou cease, where'er we roam,
To bid us rest in Thee, our home.

372.

THE REST OF THE WEARY.

L. M.

ETERNAL Source of light divine!
Fountain of unexhausted love!

O, let Thy glories on me shine,
From earth beneath, from heaven above!

Thou art the weary wanderer's rest; Give me Thine easy yoke to bear; With steadfast patience arm my breast. With spotless love and lowly fear.