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Supremely good, supremely wise,
6th P. M. 6 lines 79.
Death of a child. WHEREFORE should I make my moan,
! He to early rest is gone,
He to paradise is fled:
God recalls the precious loan
From my bosom to liis own :
Let him do as seems him good!
Take the gift awhile bestow'd : Take the child no longer mine; Thine he is, forever thine.
When the dark hour came on,
Strengthen thy suff'ring Son,-
Send us down blest relief;
Hallow this whelming griet.
Saw the dread strife begun,
Father, thy will be done :-
That e'er have mound the chief,
Hallow this whelming grief. 639
10th P. M. 8 lines 8s. Happiness of those whom God correcteth.
Jow happy the sorrowful man,
He comes by affliction to know,
That ever be suffer'd below.
And bear the intent of his rod;
The strokes of # merciful God:
to his throne,
8 O Father of mercies, on me,
On me, in affliction, bestow
A sanctified use of my wo:
To all thy appointments submit; The pledge of my happiness bear,
And joyfully die at thy feet. 4 Then, Father, and never till then,
I all the felicity prove,
Of dying in Jesus's love:
With Jesus above I sit down;
And glory obtain in a crown. 640
4th P. M. 886, 886. Death of a relative or friend. death our friends and us divide,
Or frown, our tears to see ; Restrain’d from passionate excess, Thou bidd'st us inourn in calm distress
For them that rest in thee. ? We feel a strong immortal hope, Which bears our mournful spirits up,
Beneath their mountain load; Redeem'd from death, and grief, and pain, We soon shall find our friend again
Within the arms of God.
Which death has snatch'd away;
In that otornal day.
L. M. Sustaining grace prayed for. TAUGHT by our Lord, we will not pray Bat keep us, in our evil day,
Till patient faith is fully proved.
The members of thy Son defend,
And grace matured in glory end.
9th P. M. 87, 87. Bereavement and resignation. JESUS, while our hearts are bleeding
O'er the spoils that death has won,
Calmly say, -Thy will be done.
Though afflicted, not alone :
Blessed Lord, --Thy will be done.
Mercy still is on the throne ;
We can sing, -Thy will be done.
Thou hast taken but thine own:
Evermore, -Thy will be done.
Esulting in the favour of God.
Our hearts exulting spring,
We'll celebrate thy glory,
With all the saints above; And tell the wondrous story
of thy redeeming love. 2 Soon as the morn with roses
Bedecks the dewy east, And when the sun reposes
Upon the ocean's breast; Our voice in supplication,
Jehovah, thou shalt hear; O grant us thy salvation,
And be thou ever near. 3 By thee through life supported,
We pass the dang`rous road,
Up to their bright abode;
and night adore thee,
THE CLOSET. 644
From strife and tumult far;
His most successful war.
With prayer and praise agree;
For those who follow thee.