A heart to feel Thy mercies more,
A soul to know Thee, and adore?
3 O teach me at Thy feet to fall,

And yield Thee up myself, my all!
Before Thy saints my debt to own,
And live and die to Thee alone!
4 Thy Spirit, Lord, at large impart ;
Expand, and raise, and fill my heart:
So may I hope my life shall be
Some faint return, O Lord, to Thee.

FATHER, I know that all

Is portioned out for me,

WARING. 1850.

my

The changes that will surely come
I do not fear to see;

I ask Thee for a present mind,
Intent on pleasing Thee.

life

2 I ask Thee for a thoughtful love,
Through constant watching wise,
To meet the glad with joyful smiles,
And wipe the weeping eyes;
A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathize.

3 I would not have the restless will
That hurries to and fro,

That seeks for some great thing to do,
Or secret thing to know;

I would be treated as a child,

go.

And guided where I
4 Wherever in the world I am,

In whatsoe'er estate,

I have a fellowship with hearts
To keep and cultivate;

A work of lowly love to do

For Him on whom I wait.

5 I ask Thee for the daily strength,
To none that ask denied,

A mind to blend with outward life,
While keeping at Thy side:
Content to fill a little space,
If Thou be glorified.

6 Briars beset our every path,
Which call for patient care;
There is a cross in every lot,
A constant need for prayer:
But lowly hearts that lean on Thee
Are happy everywhere.

7 In service which Thy love appoints,
There are no bonds for me;
My secret heart is taught the Truth
That makes Thy children free:
A life of self-renouncing love
Is one of liberty.

1008

L.M.

CANNOT always trace the way

(1855.)

Where Thou, Almighty One, dost move,

But I can always, always say

That God is Love.

2 When fear her chilling mantle flings
O'er earth, my soul to heaven above,
As to her native home, upsprings;
For God is Love.

3 When mystery clouds my darkened path,
I'll check my dread, my doubts reprove,
In this my soul sweet comfort hath,
That God is Love.

4 Oh may this truth my heart employ,
Bid every gloomy thought remove,
And turn all tears, all woes, to joy,
Thou, God, art Love.

1009

FOR

NORTH in Thy strength, O Lord, I go,
Thy gospel to proclaim,

Thine only righteousness to show,
And glorify Thy name.

2 Ordain'd I am, and sent by Thee,
As by the Father Thou :

And lo! Thou always art with me,—
I plead the promise now.
3 O give me now to speak the Word
In this appointed hour!
Attend it with Thy Spirit, Lord,
And let it come with power.

4 Open the hearts of all that hear,
To make their Saviour room,
Now let them find redemption near,
Let faith by hearing come.

5 Give them to hear the word as Thine,
And (while they thus receive)
Prove it the saving power Divine
To sinners that believe.

1010

8s. & 4s.

BOWLY. 1847.

THROUGH the love of God our Saviour

be well;

Free and changeless is His favour;
All, all is well!

Precious is the Blood that healed us,
Perfect is the Grace that sealed us,
Strong the Hand stretched forth to shield us;
All must be well!

2 Though we pass through tribulation,
All will be well;

Ours is such a full salvation,
All, all is well!

Happy, still in God confiding,
Fruitful, if in Christ abiding,
Holy, through the Spirit's guiding;
All must be well!

3 We expect a bright to-morrow,
All will be well;

Faith can sing through days of sorrow,
All, all is well!

On our Father's love relying,
Jesus every need supplying,
Or in living, or in dying,

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TH

All must be well!

86,886.

TAPPAN. (1855.)

HERE is an hour of peaceful rest,
To mourning wanderers given;
There is a joy for souls distressed,
A balm for every wounded breast-
"Tis found above-in heaven.

2 There is a home for weary souls,
By sin and sorrow driven,—
When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals,
Where storms arise, and ocean rolls,
And all is drear-but heaven.

3 There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye,
To brighter prospects given;
And views the tempest passing by,
The evening shadows quickly fly,
And all serene-in heaven.

1012.

BROWN

ROTHER, thou art gone before us ;
Where thy saintly soul is flown,

Tears are wiped away for ever

And all sorrow is unknown;

From the burden of the body,

From all care and fear released,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

2 O'er the toilsome way thou'st travelled
And endured the heavy load;

Christ hath brought thy footsteps languid,
Safely to His blest abode.

Thou art resting now, like Laz'rus
Safe upon his father's breast,

Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

3 Sin no more can taint thy spirit
Nor can doubt thy faith assail;
Thou thy welcome hast received,

Now thy strength shall never fail;
And thou'rt sure to meet the holy,
Whom on earth thou loved'st best,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

1013

A

BIDE with me! fast falls the eventide :

The darkness deepens: Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me!

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see:

O Thou, who changest not, abide with me! 3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word; But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord,Familiar, condescending, patient, free,

Come, not to sojourn, but abide, with me! 4 Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; Come, Friend of sinners, and thus 'bide with me! 5 I need Thy presence every passing hour,What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who like Thyself my Guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me! 6 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless, Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness: