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Sheds the secret tear, God His watch is keep - ing, Though none else is near. A-MEN.
(See also PENITENCE, No. 482)
2 God will never leave thee,
3 All thy woe and sadness,
Crowns thee with His favor,
Fills thee with His love.
Heinrich S. Oswald, 1826. Trans. by Frances E. Cox, 1841
607 (MARY MAGDALENE) 184.108.40.206.D.
1 Purer yet, and purer
Thou wilt make all clear:
2 Calmer yet and calmer
To my lot resigned,
Heart and will and mind:
2 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of truth;
4 Lead us, O Father, to Thy heavenly rest,
William H. Burleigh, 1868
609 BREMEN 220.127.116.11.8.6.
Thomas Hastings, 1836
1 O love Di-vine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my will - ing heart Al!
ta-ken up by thee? I thirst and faint and die
to prove The
2 Stronger His love than death or hell; 3 God only knows the love of God:
Its riches are unsearchable:
The firstborn sons of light Desire in vain its depth to see; They cannot reach the mystery,
The length and breadth and height.
610 (BREMEN) 18.104.22.168.8.6.
1 O Lord, how happy should we be
2 How far from this our daily life,
O that it now were shed abroad
In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part.
Rev. Charles Wesley, 1749
3 Could we but kneel and cast our load, E'en while we pray, upon our God,
Then rise with lightened cheer, Sure that the Father, who is nigh To still the famished raven's cry,
Will hear in that we fear!
4 Lord, make these faithless hearts of ours Such lesson learn from birds and flowers; Make them from self to cease,
Leave all things to a Father's will,
Joseph Anstice, 1836
DUKE STREET L. M.
John Hatton, c. 1793
1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come We walk through deserts dark as night:
Till we ar- rive at
heaven, our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. A-MEN.
Amidst a thou-sand thoughts I rove, For-get-ful of my high-est love. A MEN.
2 Why should my passions mix with earth,
3 Call me away from flesh and sense:
I would obey the voice Divine,
4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn,
Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709