OLD MARTYRS. C. M.

From the Scotch Psalter. 1611..

213.

LORD! in all our trials here,
Whate'er those trials be,

Help us without one doubt or fear
To cast our care on Thee;

To look from earth to yon bright sky,
And there by faith behold
The glories hid from mortal eye,
To mortal ear untold!

And if contempt, reproach, or loss

We suffer for Thy Name,
Teach us to triumph in the cross,
To glory in the shame.

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214.

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

Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led;

Our vows, our prayers we now present

Before Thy throne of grace:

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

Through each perplexing path of life

Our wandering footsteps guide;

Give us by 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 feet arrive in peace.

EMMANUEL. L. M. (Quem terra, pontus, sidera.)

216.