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3 He knows whate’er I want;
He sees my helplessness,
And always readier is to grant
Than I to ask His grace.

4. My feeble heart He reads,
Secures my soul from harms,
And underneath His mercy spreads
Its everlasting arms.

5 Here is firm footing; here,
My soul, is solid rock,
To break the waves of grief and fear,
And trouble's rudest shock:

6 This only can sustain
When earth and heaven remove :
O turn thee to thy Rest again,
Thy God's eternal Love!

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1 CoMMIT thou all thy griefs

And ways into His hands,

To His sure Truth and tender care,
Who earth and heaven commands:
Who points the clouds their course,
Whom winds and seas obey,

He shall direct thy wandering feet,
He shall prepare thy way.

2 Thou on the Lord rely,
So safe shalt thou go on;
Fix on His work thy steadfast eye,
So shall thy work be done.
No profit canst thou gain
By self-consuming care;
To Him commend thy cause; His ear
324 Attends the softest prayer.

3 Thy everlasting Truth,

Father, Thy ceaseless Love,

Sees all Thy children's wants, and knows
What best for each will prove.
And whatsoe'er Thou will'st,
Thou dost, 0 King of kings!

What Thy unerring Wisdom chose,
Thy Power to being brings.

4 Thou every where hast way,

And all things serve Thy might;

Thy every act pure blessing is,
Thy path unsullied light.
When Thou arisest. Lord,
What shall Thy work withstand?

When all Thy children want Thou giv'st,
Who, who shall stay Thy hand?

John Wesley. 1739.
Tr. Paul Gerhardt. 1659.

458 Continued. ' S. M.

1 Give to the winds thy fears,

Hope, and be undismayed;
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,

God shall lift up thy head.
Through waves and clouds and storms
He gently clears thy way:

Wait Thou His time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.

2 Still heavy is thy heart?

Still sink thy spirits down 2
Cast off the weight, let fear depart,

And every care be gone.
What though thou rulest not ”
Yet heaven and earth and hell

Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well I

3 Leave to His sovereign sway.
To choose and to command :
So shalt thou wondering own, His way
How wise, how strong His hand!
Far, far above thy thought
His counsel shall appear,
When fully He the work hath wrought
That caused thy needless fear.

4 Thou seest our weakness, Lord, Our hearts are known to Thee: 0 lift Thou up the sinking hand, Confirm the feeble knee Let us in life, in death, Thy steadfast Truth declare, And publish with our latest breath Thy Love and guardian care! John Wesley. 1739. Tr. Paul Gerhardt. 1659. 4.59 C. P. M. 1 FROM whence this fear and unbelief? Hath not the Father put to grief His spotless Son for me? And will the righteous Judge of men Condemn me for that debt of sin Which, Lord, was charged on Thee? 2 Complete Atonement Thou hast made, And to the utmost farthing paid Whate'er Thy people owed: Nor can His wrath on me take place, If sheltered in Thy Righteousness, And sprinkled with Thy Blood.

3 Turn then, my soul, unto thy rest; The merits of thy great High Priest Have bought thy liberty: Trust in His efficacious Blood, Nor fear thy banishment from God, Since Jesus died for thee. 326 Augustus M. Toplady. 1777.

460 Jesu, Deine tiefen Wunden. 78.


1 LoRD, Thy Death and Passion give
Strength and comfort at my need.
Every hour while here I live
On Thy Love my soul shall feed.
Thon didst once for me endure,
And I fly all thoughts impure;
Thinking on Thy bitter pains,
Hushed in prayer my heart remains.

Yes, Thy Cross hath power to heal
All the wounds of sin and strife.
Lost in Thee, my heart doth feel
Sudden warmth and nobler life.
In my saddest, darkest grief,
Let Thy sweetness bring relief,
Thou who camest but to save,
Thou who fearest not the grave!

Lord, in Thee I place my trust,
Thou art my Defence and Tower;
Death Thou treadest in the dust,
O'er my soul he hath no power.
That I may have part in Thee,
Help and save and comfort me;
Give me of Thy grace and might,
Resurrection, life, and light!

4 Fount of good, within me dwell !
For the peace Thy presence sheds
Keeps us safe in conflict fell,
Charms the pain from dying beds.
Hide me safe within Thine arm,
Where no foe can hurt or harm;
Whoso, Lord, in Thee doth rest,
He hath conquered, he is blest.

Miss Winkworth. 1855.
Tr. John Heerman. 1644.

461 6, 4.
1 My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Savior divine !
Now hear me while I pray;
Take all my guilt away;
O let me from this day
Be wholly Thine.
2 May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire;
As Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,
A living fire.
3 While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my Guide;
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray
From Thee aside.
4. When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold sullen stream
Shall o'er me roll;
Blest Savior, then, in love,
Fear and distrust remove;
O bear me safe above,
A ransomed soul.

Ray Palmer. 1830.

462 S. M. 1 JESUs, my Truth, my Way. My sure unerring Light, On Thee my feeble soul I stay, Which Thou wilt lead aright.

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