2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away;

God of my life, I fly to thee,

In a distressing day.

3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want, or die;

My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.

4 My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd

To see thy grace provide relief-
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.

5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,

And keep your courage up;

He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope.

Watts.

193. Confidence in God. L. M.

1 Although the vine its fruit deny,
Although the olive yield no oil;
The withering fig-tree droop and die,
The field delude the tiller's toil:
2 Although the stall no herd afford,

And perish all the bleating race;
Yet will I triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.

3 Though comfortless my soul remain,
And not a gleam of light appear;
Though joys be sought, and sought in vain,
And though despair itself be near:
4 Although assurance all be lost,

And blooming hopes cut off I see;
Yet will I in my Saviour trust,

And glory that he died for me. Wesley,

194. God the Christian's Happiness. C. M.

1 My God, my portion, and my love,
My everlasting all,

I've none but thee, in heaven above,
Or on this earthly ball.

2 What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!

There's nothing here deserves my joys,

There's nothing like my

God.

3 Were I possessor of the earth,

And called the stars my own,
Without thy graces, and thyself,
I were a wretch undone.

4 Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore:
Grant me the visits of thy face,

And I desire no more.

Watts.

195. Strength equal to the day. 7's. 1 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, To his gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon his word,

As thy days thy strength shall be."

2 If the sorrows of thy case

Seem peculiar still to thee,
God has promis'd needful grace,

As thy days thy strength shall be."

3 Days of trial, days of grief,

In succession thou may'st see:
This is still thy sweet relief,

"As thy days thy strength shall be." 4 Rock of Ages, I'm secure,

With thy promise full and free;
Faithful, positive, and sure—

"As thy days thy strength shall be."

196. Adoption. S. M.

1 Behold what wondrous grace
The Father has bestow'd
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!

2 Nor doth it yet appear

How great we must be made;
But when we see our Saviour here,
We shall be like our head.

Gems.

3 A hope so much divine

May trials well endure,

May purge our soul from sense and sin,
As Christ the Lord is pure.

4 If in my Father's love

I share a filial part,
Send down thy Spirit like a dove,
To rest upon my heart.

5 We would no longer lie,

Like slaves beneath the throne;
My faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
And thou the kindred own.

197. Seeking God. S. M.

1 My God, permit my tongue

This joy, to call thee mine;
And let my early cries prevail,
To taste thy love divine.

2 For life, without thy love,
No relish can afford;

No joy can be compar'd with this,
To serve and please the Lord.
3 To thee I'll lift my hands, ..

And praise thee while I live;
Not the rich dainties of a feast

Such food or pleasure give.

Watts.

4 In wakeful hours of night

I call my God to mind;

I think how wise thy counsels are,
And all thy dealings kind.
5 Since thou hast been my help,
To thee my spirit flies;
And on thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.

6 The shadow of thy wings
My soul in safety keeps;
I follow where my Father leads,
And he supports my steps.

Watts.

198. Midnight Thoughts recollected.

C. M.

1 'Twas in the watches of the night

I thought upon thy power;
I kept thy lovely face in sight
Amidst the darkest hour.

2 My flesh lay resting on my bed,
My soul arose on high;

'My God, my life, my hope," I said,
'Bring thy salvation nigh."

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3 My spirit labors up thine hill,

And climbs the heav'nly road;

But thy right hand upholds me still,
While I pursue my God.