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171 My God and Father, while I stray
Far from my home, on life's rough
Thy will be done !"
2 If Thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prize, it ne'er was mine;
“ Thy will be done!"
3 If but my fainting heart be blest
With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
“ Thy will be done !"
4 Renew my will from day to day ;
Blend it with Thine, and take away
Thy will be done!”
5 Then, when on earth I breathe no more,
oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore,
Thy will be done!"
172 0 THOU that hearest prayer,
Behold us at Thy feet;
Where two or three are met!
2 Thy promise, Lord, we plead;
Nor can we plead in vain;
“ Seek ye my face in vain.” 3 Glory to Thee alone,
Thou God of boundless grace,
To cheer Thy drooping race ! 4 0, let it now be shown
How true, how good Thou art !
To every waiting heart!
173 O FOR a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame,
That leads me to the Lamb!
Sweet messenger of rest;
And drove Thee from my breast.
Whate'er that idol be,
And worship only Thee.
Calm and serene my frame;
That leads me to the Lamb.
174 JESUS, where'er Thy people meet,
There they behold a mercy seat; Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found,
And ev'ry place is hallow'd ground.
To strengthen faith and sweeten care;
And bring all heav'n before their eyes ;
Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear,
175 O LORD, my best desire fulfil,
And help me to resign
And make Thy pleasure mine!
Whose love forbids my fears;
That wipes away my tears?
What most I prize, to Thee,
Or wilt withhold from me.
If Thou vouchsafe to grant,
'Tis better still to want.
176 HEAR, O Lord! on Thee I call;
Prostrate at Thy feet I fall;
2 Keep me from each tempting snare,
Make and keep my conscience clear ;
3 All my trust is in Thy Word;
Cast not out my soul, O Lord ;
177 A S pants the hart for cooling streams,
When heated in the chase :
And Thy refreshing grace.
2 For Thee, my God, the living God,
My thirsty soul doth pine :
3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Hope still, and thou shalt sing
Thy health's eternal spring.
178 O LORD! I would delight in Thee,
And on Thy care depend;
My best, my only friend.
Thy fulness is the same;
And glory in Thy name!
Which has a fountain near ?
With waters sweet and clear.
But may be found in Thee;
While God is God to me.
To look within the veil,
Whose word can never fail.
I triumph and adore :
To love and please Thee more.
179 MY only Saviour, when I feel
O'erwhelm'd in spirit, faint, opprest, 'Tis sweet to tell Thee, while I kneel Low at Thy feet, “ Thou art my rest."