« AnteriorContinuar »
Enter into the clefts, and rest
Jesus, to Thee we fly,
From the devouring sword;
Our help is in the Lord.
Or, if the scourge o'erflow,
And laugh at innocence,
Shall be our souls' defence.
We in Thy word believe,
And on Thy promise stay;
Shall be to us a prey:
Our life with Thee we hide,
Above the furious blast,
Till all the storms are past.
Believing against hope,
We hang upon Thy grace,
And wait for happy days;
The days when all shall know
Their sins in Christ forgiven,
And then fly up to heaven.
(648) L.M. Montgomery. 1882.
IT is the Lord !—Behold His hand
"Be still and know that I am God."
In darkest shades our darker fears?
Or who shall stand when He appears?
No,—let us meet Him face to face;
Prostrate our spirits at His feet,
4 Who knows but God will hear our cries,
Turn swift destruction from our path,
5 He will, He will—for Jesus pleads;
Let heaven and earth His love record;
Our help is nigh :—it is the Lord!
<JJO (661) Ij.m. Doddridge. 1755.
GREAT God of heaven and nature, rise,
2 No arm of flesh we make our trust;
Nor sword, nor horse, nor ships we boast;
3 Our guilt might draw Thy vengeance down On every shore, on every town:
But view us, Lord, with pitying eye,
4 Forgive the follies of our times,
And purge our land from all its crimes:
999 8s&7». (1827.)
DREAD Jehovah! God of nations!
2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding,
Long and loud for vengeance call,
Jesu's blood can cleanse them all;
Let that blood our guilt efface;
Save from spoil Thy holy place.
1UUU (646) 4-8s&2-6s. C. Wesley. 1756.
HOW happy are the little flock,
2 Such happiness, O Lord, have we,
Before the floods descend:
And calmly wait the end.
3 The plague, and dearth, and din of war,
And bid our hearts arise:
To meet Thee in the skies.
4 Thy tokens we with joy confess:
The war proclaims the Prince of Peace;
The earthquake speaks Thy power;
And Nature's final hour.
5 Whatever ills the world befall,
A pledge of endless good we call—
His chariot will not long delay;
We hear the rumbling wheels, and pray,
Triumphant Lord, appear!
Thy confessors to' approve,
In glorious, heavenly love!
FOR USE AT SEA.
1001 L.M. C. Wesley. 1740.
LORD of the wide, extended main,
2 For Thee we leave our native shore,
(We, whom Thy love delights to keep,)
3 'Tis here Thine unknown paths we trace,
Which dark to human eyes appear;
4 Throughout the deep Thy footsteps shine,
We own Thy way is in the sea.
5 Thy wisdom here we learn to adore,
Thine everlasting truth we prove;
100/^ L.M. C. Wesley. 1740.
INFINITE God, Thy greatness spann'd These heavens, and meted out the skies; Lo! in the hollow of Thy hand
The measured waters sink and rise!
2 Thee to perfection who can tell!
Earth, and her sons beneath Thee lie,
3 Yet, in Thy Son, divinely great,
We claim Thy providential care;
4 With Him we are gone up on high,
Since He is ours, and we are His;
5 We boast of our recovered powers,
Lords are we of the lands and floods;
1003 L.M. C. Wesley. 1740.
In a Storm.
GLORY to Thee, whose powerful word,
Of air, and earth, and seas, and skies!
2 Let air, and earth, and skies obey,
And seas Thine awful will perform: From them we learn to own Thy sway, And shout to meet the gathering storm.
3 What though the floods lift up their voice,
Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry;
4 Headlong we cleave the yawning deep,
And back to highest heaven are borne, Unmoved, though rapid whirlwinds sweep, And all the watery world upturn.