Yet shall our hope in thee, our God,
O'er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail.
2 Parent and Husband, Guard and Guide,
Thou art each tender name in one;
On thee we cast our heavy cares,
And comfort seek from thee alone.
3 Our Father, God, to thee we look,
Our Rock, our Portion, and our Friend;
And on thy cov'nant love and truth,
Our sinking souls shall still depend.
HYMN 10. First Part. L. M.
Wisdom of providence.
AIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will!
Tumultuous passions, all be still!
Nor let a murm'ring thought arise;
His providence and ways are wise.
2 He in the thickest darkness dwells,
Performs his work, the cause conceals;
But tho' his methods are unknown,
Judgment and truth support his throne.
3 In heav'n, and earth, and air and seas,
He executes his firm decrees;
And by his saints it stands confest
That what he does is ever best.
4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait,
Prostrate before his awful seat;
And 'midst the terrors of his rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.
HYMN 10. Second Part. C. M.
The mysteries of providence.
OD moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds, ye so much dread,
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense;
But trust him for his grace:
Behind a frowning Providence,
He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow'r.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
HYMN 10. Third Part. P. M.
The Lord will provide.
1 THO' troubles assail,
And dangers affright;
Tho' friends should all fail,
And foes all unite:
Yet one thing secures us,
Whatever betide;
The scripture assures us,
The Lord will provide.
2 The birds, without barn
Or store-house, are fed;
From them let us learn
To trust for our bread:
His saints what is fitting
Shall ne'er be denied;
So long as 'tis written,
The Lord will provide.
3 We may, like the ships,
By tempests be tost
On perilous deeps,
But cannot be lost:
Tho' Satan enrages
The wind and the tide,
The promise engages,
The Lord will provide.
4 His call we obey,
Like Abra'm of old,
Not knowing our way,
But faith makes us bold;
For tho' we be strangers,
We have a good guide,
And trust in all dangers,
The Lord will provide.
5 When Satan appears
To stop up our path,
And fill us with fears,
We triumph by faith:
He cannot take from us,
Tho' oft he has tried,
This heart-cheering promise,
The Lord will provide.
6 He tells us we're weak,
Our hope is in vain;
The good, that we seek
We ne'er shall obtain;
But when such suggestions
Our spirits have plied,
This answers all questions,
The Lord will provide.
7 No strength of our own,
Or goodness, we claim;
Yet, since we have known
The Saviour's great name,
In this our strong tow'r
For safety we hide:
The Lord is our pow'r,
The Lord will provide.
8 When life sinks apace,
And death is in view,
This word of his grace
Shall comfort us through:
No fearing or doubting,
With Christ on our side,
We hope to die shouting,
The Lord will provide.
HYMN 10. Fourth Part. C. M.
The blessings of providence.
ALMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord.
Kind Guardian of my days,
Thy mercies let my heart record,
In songs of grateful praise.
2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame
Was thy indulgent care;
Long ere I could pronounce thy name,
Or breathe the infant
3 Around my path what dangers rose!
What snares spread all my road!
No pow'r could guard me from my foes,
But my Preserver, God.
4 How many blessings round me shone, Where'er I turn'd mine eye!
How many past, almost unknown,
Or unregarded, by!
5 Each rolling year new favours brought From thy exhaustless store;
But ah! in vain my lab'ring thought
Would count thy mercies o'er.
6 While sweet reflection, thro' my days
Thy bounteous hand would trace;
Still dearer blessings claim my praise,
The blessings of thy grace.
7 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord,
For favours more divine;
That I have known thy sacred word,
Where all thy glories shine.
8 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And ev'ry weakness dies,
Complete the wonders of thy grace,
And raise me to the skies.
9 Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite
In more exalted lays;
And join the happy sons of light,
In everlasting praise.
HYMN 10. Fifth Part. C. M.
T shall be well, let sinners know,
With those, who love the Lord:
His saints have always found it so,
When resting on his word.
2 Peace, then, ye chasten'd sons of God,
Why let your sorrows swell?
Wisdom directs our Father's rod-
His word says, It is well.
3 Tho' you may trials sharp endure, From sin, or death, or hell;
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