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4 Safe under Thine unerring aid,
Secure the paths of life we tread;
Thy first and noblest bounties share. 5 O God, our guardian, and our friend!
O still Thy sheltering arm extend !
1 Upward I lift my eyes;
From God is all my aid ;
God is the tower
In every hour.
And fall in fatal snares,
Those wakeful eyes,
3 Hast Thou not given Thy word
To save my soul from death?
I'Il go and come;
1 When Israel, of the Lord beloved,
Out from the land of bondage came,
An awful guide, in cloud and flame. 2 Thus present still, though now unseen,
When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen,
To temper the deceitful ray! 3 And 0, when gathers on our path,
In shade and storm, the frequent night, Be Thou! long-suffering, slow to wrath! A burning and a shining light !
1 Father! to Thy kind love we owe
All that is fair and good below;
2 Giver of sunshine and of rain !
Ripener of fruits on hill and plain!
Fills the vast urns of sun and star! 3 Yet deem we not that thus alone
Thy mercy and Thy love are shown;
And holier names, to speak Thy ways. 4 In woe's dark hour, our kindest stay!
Sole trust when life shall pass away!
Of death, and consecrate the tomb!
Slow to avenge, and kind to spare;
1 Who, gracious Father, shall complain,
Under Thy mild and equal reign ?
More than his powers and aids can bear ? 2 With differing climes, and differing lands,
With fertile plains, and barren sands,
3 Varied alike, Thy moral ray
Here sheds a full, there fainter, day;
To all the path of life hath shown.
To us the words by Jesus taught !
1 While Thee I seek, protecting power,
Be my vain wishes stilled; And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be filled. 2 Thy love the powers of thought bestowed ;
To Thee my thoughts would soar; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed;
That mercy I adore.
Thy ruling hand I see!
Because conferred by Thee.
In every pain I bear,
Or seek relief in prayer.
5 When gladness wings my favoured hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet Thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear,
The lowering storm shall see;
That heart will rest on Thee.
1 When all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise. 2 O how shall words with equal warmth
The gratitude declare Which glows within my ravished heart !
But Thou canst read it there. 3 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss
Has made my cup run o'er; And, in a kind and faithful friend,
Has doubled all my store. 4 When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou
With health renewed my face;
Revived my soul with grace.