6 With rapture shall I then survey 133. C. M. BEDDOME. Providence and Grace Unsearchable. 1 ALMIGHTY God, thy wondrous works An angel's perfect mind exceed, 2 Stupendous heights! amazing depths! Or if a transient glimpse we gain, 3 Though all the mysteries lie concealed Grant us the knowledge of ourselves, 134. L. M. *BEDDOME. Providence Unsearchable. 1 WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will; 2 Thick darkness round his throne he draws; His work performs conceals the cause; But though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, He executes his firm decrees; has still confessed That what he does is ever best. 4 Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait, 135. S. M. *JERVIS. God's Providence in National Overturns. 1 GOD, to correct the world, In wrath is slow to rise, But comes at length in thunder clothed, And darkness veils the skies. 2 His banners, lifted high, The nations' God declare, And, stained with blood, with terrors marked, Spread wonder and despair. 3 All earthly pomp and pride Are in his presence lost thrones, sceptres, crowns Empires o'erturned 4 While war and wo prevail, In God, the sovereign Lord of all, 5 Mysterious is the course Of his tremendous way; 6 He'll curb the lawless power, 136. C. M. HERVEY. God's Providence always Kind. 1 THROUGH all the downward tracts of time O, who so wise to choose our lot, 2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love, To his unerring, gracious will 3 Good when he gives, supremely good, Even crosses from his sovereign hand 137. C. M. ANONYMOUS. God Just and Wise in Afflictions. 2 Whate'er he orders must be just; 3 The mind to which I owe my own And he to whom my faults are known 4 Then, till life's latest sands are run, 138. S. M. DODDRIDGE. God Wise and Merciful in Chastisements. With pity in his heart, 4 His covenant love they seek, To honor his commands. 5 Our Father! we consent To discipline divine, And bless the pains that make our souls Still more completely thine. 139. L. M. WATTS. God's Protection, Grace, and Truth. Ps. 57. 1 My God, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love and grace unknown! Hide me beneath thy spreading wings Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry; The Lord will my desires perform ; He sends his angels from the sky, And saves me from the threatening storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God! Above the heavens where angels dwell; 4 My heart is fixed-my song shall raise Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, 6 Be thou exalted, O my God! Above the heavens where angels dwell; 140. L. M. DODDRIDGE. God our Refuge and Home. Ps. 90. 1 THOU, Lord, through every changing scene, 3 Lo, we are risen, a feeble race, 4 Through all the thorny paths we trace |