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His might thy heart shall strengthen,
1 Commit thou all thy ways
And griefs into His hands,
Who heaven and earth commands.
Whom winds and seas obey :
He shall prepare thy way,
Hope, and be undismayed;
God shall lift up thy head. 4 He every where hath sway,
And all things serve His might,
His path, unsullied light. 5 Through waves, through clouds and storms,
He 'll gently clear thy way;
Soon end in blessed day!
295. C. M. 1 Blest is the man who fears the Lord;
His well-established mind, In every varying scene of life,
Shall true composure find. 2 Oft through the deep and stormy sea
The heavenly footsteps lie; But on a glorious world beyond
His Faith can fix its eye. 3 Though dark his present prospects be,
And sorrows round him dwell, Yet Hope can whisper to his soul,
That all shall issue well. 4 Full in the presence of his God, 4
Through every scene he goes; And, fearing Him, no other fear
His stedfast bosom knows.
No gloomy views affright,
Whatever is, is right.
1 Who is the weak believer, who
Doth still his weary way pursue,
2 Has His love vanished from thy sight?
No glimpse of bliss, or gleam of light,
Or promise a return of day? 3 Poor tempted soul, what canst thou do?
Hope against hope that God is true;
His wisdom, love, and righteousness. 4 The Lord whom now thou canst not see,
Whate'er He is, He is for thee:
1 We wait in faith, in prayer we wait,
Until the happy hour
By His almighty power.
To where the day-light springs; Till He shall come earth's gloom to chase,
With healing on His wings. 3 And even now, amid the gray,
The East is brightening fast, And kindling to that perfect day
Which never shall be past.
4 We wait in faith, we wait in prayer,
Till that blessed day shall shine, When earth shall fruits of Eden bear,
And all, O God, be Thine!
Until, from shore to shore,
Art shining evermore.
1 One thing, with all my soul's desire,
I sought and will pursue;
Lord! for Thy servant do! 2 Grant me within Thy courts a place,
Among Thy saints a seat,
And worship at Thy feet :3 In Thy pavilion to abide,
When storms of trouble blow,
Of every hope my hold,
Thy benefits of old.
5 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait!
My soul, disdain to fear;
And thy redemption near.
299. C. M. 1 Father in heaven! to Thee
heart Would lift itself in prayer, — Drive from my soul each earthly thought,
And show Thy presence there! 2 Each moment of my life renews
The mercies of the Lord; Each moment is itself a gift,
To bear me on to God. 3 Help me to break the galling chains
This world has round me thrown: Each passion of my heart subdue,
Each darling sin disown. 4 O Father! kindle in
A never-dying flame
In Thine Almighty name.
1 Under Thy wings, my God, I rest,
Under Thy shadow safely lie-