3. When, mourning, o'er some stone I bend,
Which covers all that was a friend;
And from his hand, his voice, his smile,
Divides me for a little while-
My Saviour marks the tears I shed,
For "Jesus wept" o'er Lazarus dead.
4. And, O! when I have safely pass'd
Through every conflict but the last,
Still, Lord, unchanging, watch beside
My dying bed, for Thou hast died;
Then point to realms of cloudless day,
And wipe the latest tear away.
1. To weary hearts, to mourning homes,
God's meekest angel gently comes;
No power hath he to banish pain,
Or give us back our lost again,
And yet, in tenderest love, our dear
And Heavenly Father sends him here.
2. Angel of patience! sent to calm
Our feverish brows with cooling balm,
To lay with hope the storms of fear,
And reconcile life's smile and tear,
The throbs of wounded pride to still,
And make our own our Father's will!
3. O thou, who mournest on thy way,
With longings for the close of day,
He walks with Thee, that angel kind,
And gently whispers, "Be resign'd!
Bear up, bear on, the end shall tell,
The dear Lord ordereth all things well."
1. O LET my trembling soul be still,
While darkness vails this mortal eye,
And wait Thy wise, Thy holy will,
Wrapped yet in fears and mystery;
I can not, Lord, Thy purpose see;
Vet all is well, since ruled by Thee.
2. When mounted on Thy clouded car, Thou send'st Thy darker spirits down, I can discern Thy light afar—
Thy light, sweet beaming through Thy frown; And, should I faint a moment, then
I think of Thee, and smile again. 3. So, trusting in Thy love, I tread
The narrow path of duty on;
What though some cherished joys are fled?
What though some flattering dreams are gone?
Yet purer, brighter joys remain;
Why should my spirit then complain?
1. WHEN adverse winds and waves arise,
And in my heart despondence sighs;
When life her throng of cares reveals,
And weakness o'er my spirit steals,
Grateful I hear the kind decree,
That"
as my day, my strength shall be."
2. When, with sad footsteps, memory roves
'Mid smitten joys and buried loves,
When sleep my tearful pillow flies,
And dewy morning drinks my sighs,
Still to Thy promise, Lord! I flee,
That" as my day my strength shall be."
3. One trial more must yet be past,
One pang-the keenest and the last;
And when, with brow convulsed and pale,
My feeble, quivering heart-strings fail,
Redeemer! grant my soul to see
That "as her day, her strength shall be."
1. PEACE, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan
Hath taught each scene the notes of woe;
Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan,
And let thy tears forget to flow;
Behold, the precious balm is found,
To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound.
2. Come, freely come, by sin oppress'd;
On Jesus cast thy weighty load;
In Him thy refuge find, thy rest,
Safe in the mercy of thy God;
Thy God's thy Saviour-glorious word!
Forever love and praise the Lord.
3. As spring the winter-day, the night,
So peace thy gloom shall chase away,
And smiling joy, a seraph bright,
Shall tend thy steps and near thee stay;
While glory weaves the immortal crown,
And waits to claim thee for her own.
1. THOUGH Waves and storms go o'er my head,
Though strength, and health, and friends be gone;
Though joys be withered all, and dead,
Though every comfort be withdrawn;
On this my steadfast soul relies-
Father, thy mercy never dies.
2. Fix'd on this ground will I remain,
Though my heart fail, and flesh decay;
This anchor shall my soul sustain,
When earth's foundations melt away;
Mercy's full power I then shall prove,
Loved with an everlasting love.
1. "PERFECT in love!-Lord, can it be,
Amid this state of doubt and sin?
While foes so thick without, I see,
With weakness, pain, disease within;
Can perfect love inhabit here,
And, strong in faith, extinguish fear?
2. O, Lord! amid this mental night,
Amid the clouds of dark dismay,
Arise! arise! shed forth Thy light,
And kindle love's meridian day.
My Saviour God to me appear,
So love shall triumph over fear.
1. As oft, with worn and weary feet,
We tread earth's rugged valley o'er,
The thought-how comforting and sweet!
Christ took this very path before!
Our wants and weaknesses He knows,
From life's first dawning to its close.
2. Do sickness, feebleness, or pain,
Or sorrow in our path appear,
The recollection will remain,
More deeply did He suffer here!
His life, how truly sad and brief,
Filled up with suff'ring and with grief!
3. If Satan tempt our hearts to stray,
And whisper evil things within,
So did he, in the desert way,
Assail our Lord with thoughts of sin; When worn, and in a feeble hour, The tempter came with all his power. 4. Just such as I, this earth He trod, With every human îll but sin; And, though indeed the very God, As I am now, so He has been. My God, my Saviour, look on me With pity, love, and sympathy.
Now to the Father, and the Son
Who rose from death, be glory given; With Thee, O holy Comforter!
Henceforth by all in earth and heaven.
1. MUST Jesus bear the cross alone,
And all the world go free!
No, there's a cross for every one,
And there's a cross for me.
2. How happy are the saints above,
Who once went sorrowing here;
But now they taste unmingled love,
And joy without a tear.
3. The consecrated cross I'll bear,
Till death shall set me free,
And then go home my crown to wear-
For there's a crown for me.
1. UPON the crystal pavement down
At Jesus' pierced feet,
Joyful, I'll cast my golden crown,
And His dear name repeat.
2. And palms shall wave, and harps shall ring
Beneath heaven's arches high,
The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing,
That lives no more to die.
3. O precious cross! O glorious crown!
O resurrection day!
Ye angels! from the stars flash down,
And bear my soul
1. Now to the haven of Thy breast,
O Son of man, I fly ;
Be Thou my refuge and my rest,
For O! the storm is high.
2. Protect me from the furious blast;
My shield and shelter be:
Hide me, my Saviour, till o'erpast
The storm of sin I see.
3. As welcome as the water-spring
Is to a barren place,
Jesus, descend on me, and bring
Thy sweet, refreshing grace.
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