4 Safe under Thine unerring aid,

Secure the paths of life we tread;
And freely as the vital air

Thy first and noblest bounties share. 5 O God, our guardian, and our friend!

O still Thy sheltering arm extend !
Preserved by Thee for ages past,
For ages let Thy kindness last !

1 Upward I lift my eyes;

From God is all my aid ;
The God who built the skies,
And earth and nature made :

God is the tower
To which I fly;
His grace is nigh

In every hour.
2 My feet shall never slide,

And fall in fatal snares,
Since God, my guard and guide,
Defends me from my fears;

Those wakeful eyes,
Which never sleep,
My life shall keep,
When dangers rise.

3 Hast Thou not given Thy word

To save my soul from death?
And I can trust Thee, Lord,
To keep my mortal breath :

I'Il go and come;
Nor fear to die,
Till from on high
Thou call'st me home.

1 When Israel, of the Lord beloved,

Out from the land of bondage came,
Her fathers' God before her moved,

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;
Bestower of the health that lies
On tearless cheeks and cheerful eyes !

2 Giver of sunshine and of rain !

Ripener of fruits on hill and plain!
Fountain of light, that, rayed afar,

Fills the vast urns of sun and star! 3 Yet deem we not that thus alone

Thy mercy and Thy love are shown;
For we have learned, with higher praise,

And holier names, to speak Thy ways. 4 In woe's dark hour, our kindest stay!

Sole trust when life shall pass away!
Teacher of hopes that light the gloom

Of death, and consecrate the tomb!
5 Patient with headstrong guilt to bear;

Slow to avenge, and kind to spare;
Listening to prayer, and reconciled
Full quickly to Thy erring child.

1 Who, gracious Father, shall complain,

Under Thy mild and equal reign ?
Who does a weight of duty share,

More than his powers and aids can bear ? 2 With differing climes, and differing lands,

With fertile plains, and barren sands,
Thy wisdom formed this earthly round,
And set the nations in their bound:

3 Varied alike, Thy moral ray

Here sheds a full, there fainter, day;
The God of all, unkind to none,

To all the path of life hath shown.
4 O the abounding grace, which brought

To us the words by Jesus taught !
So blest, and with such hopes inspired,
How much is given, how much required!

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.
3 In each event of life, how clear

Thy ruling hand I see!
Each blessing to my soul more dear,

Because conferred by Thee.
4 In every joy that crowns my days,

In every pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,

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;
My stedfast heart shall know no fear;

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;
And, when in sin and sorrow sunk,

Revived my soul with grace.