Nowhere is there lack or dearth,
But I find in sea and land
All things ordered for my wants,
Living things in fields and woods,
On the heights, or in the floods,
And the earth brings forth her plants.
All, &c.

6 All my life I still have found,
And I will forget it never,
Every sorrow hath its bound,
And no cross endures for ever.
Father, help Thy child, and give
Strength to serve Thee day and night,
Loving Thee with all my might,
While on earth I yet must live;
So shall I when Time is o'er,
Praise and love Thee evermore.

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Altered by LOGAN.

DODDRIDGE.

GOD of Bethel! by whose hand
Thy people still are fed;

Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led.

2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before Thy throne of grace;

God of our fathers! be the God
Of their succeeding race.

3 Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.

Oh, spread Thy covering wings around,
Till all our wanderings cease,

And at our Father's loved abode,
Our souls arrive in peace!

5 Such blessings from Thy gracious hand,
Our humble prayers implore;

And Thou shalt be our chosen God,
And portion, evermore.

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C.M.

MJEHOVAH is His name;

Shepherd will supply my need,

In pastures fresh He makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.

WATTS.

2 He brings my wandering spirit back,
When I forsake His ways:

And leads me, for His mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

3 When I walk through the shades of death, Thy presence is my stay:

A word of Thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.

4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread:
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.

5 The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days:

Oh, may Thy house be mine abode,
And all my work be praise!

6 There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come;

No more a stranger or a guest,
But like a child at home.

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HE Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want.
He makes me down to lie

In pastures green: He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

2 My soul He doth restore again;
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
Ev'n for His own Name's sake.

S Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill:

For Thou art with me; and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
4 My table Thou hast furnished
In presence of my foes;

My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.

5 Goodness and mercy, all my life,
Shall surely follow me:

And in God's house for evermore
My dwelling-place shall be.

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3

4

S.M.

Psalm xxiii.

Tishall be well supplied;
Lord my Shepherd is,

Since He is mine, and I am His,
What can I want beside?

He leads me to the place

Where heavenly pasture grows,

Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.

If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim,

WATTS.

And guides me in His own right way
For His most holy Name.

While He affords His aid,

I cannot yield to fear;

[shade,

Though I should walk through death's dark

My Shepherd's with me there.

5 In sight of all my foes

Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.

6 The bounties of Thy love

Shall crown my following days;
Nor from Thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak Thy praise.

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8.7.4.

WILLIAMS.

G Pilgrime, four great Jehovah!
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but Thou art mighty;
Hold me with Thy powerful hand!
Bread of Heaven!

Feed me now and evermore.

2 Open, now, the crystal Fountain,
Whence the healing streams do flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar

Lead me all my journey through;
Strong Deliverer!

Be Thou still my Strength and Shield!
8 When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's Destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side:
Songs of praises,

I will ever give to Thee!

C. WESLEY.

Brother our hearts we raise;
EING of beings, God of Love!

Thy all-sustaining power we prove,
And gladly sing Thy praise.

2 Thine, wholly Thine, we pant to be;
Our sacrifice receive;

Made, and preserved, and saved by Thee,
To Thee ourselves we give.

3 Heavenward our every wish aspires;
For all Thy mercies' store,

The sole return Thy love requires
Is, that we ask for more.

4 For more we ask; we open then
Our hearts to' embrace Thy will;
Turn and beget us, Lord, again,
With all Thy fulness fill!

5 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love
Shed in our hearts abroad!

So shall we ever live, and move,
And be, with Christ, in God.

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ME

EET and right it is to praise
God, the Giver of all grace,
God, whose mercies are bestowed
On the evil and the good:
He prevents His creatures' call,
Kind and merciful to all;
Makes His sun on sinners rise;
Showers His blessings from the skies.
2 Least of all Thy creatures, we
Daily Thy salvation see;
As by heavenly manna fed,
Through a world of dangers led;
Through a wilderness of cares;

Through ten thousand, thousand snares;
More than now our hearts conceive,
More than we could know, and live!

3 Here, as in the lion's den,
Undevoured we still remain;
Pass secure the watery flood,
Hanging on the arm of God:
Here we raise our voices higher,
Shout in the Refiner's fire;
Clap our hands amidst the flame,
Glory give to Jesu's Name.

4 Jesu's Name, in Satan's hour,
Stands our adamantine tower:
Jesus doth His own defend,
Love and save us to the end:
Love shall make us persevere
Till our conquering Lord appear;
Bear us to our thrones above,
Crown us with His heavenly love.