Hymn. The Lord will provide.” 1 THE saints should never be dismay'd, 2 This ABR'AM found: he rais'd the knife; GOD saw, and said, “Forbear;" Yon ram shall yield his meaner life; 3 Once David seem'd Saul's certain prey; 4 When Jonah sank beneath the wave, 5 Blest proofs of pow'r and grace divine, That meet us in His Word! May every deep-felt care of mine 6 Wait for His seasonable aid; Hymn. "As thy Day is, so shall, &c." 1 AFFLICTED saint, to CHRIST draw near, 2 Let not thy heart despond and say, 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong; 4 Should persecution rage and flame, That as thy day thy strength shall be. 5 When call'd to bear the pond'rous cross, Or sore afflictions, pain, or loss, Or deep distress, or poverty, Still as thy day thy strength shall be. 6 When ghastly death appears in view, CHRIST'S presence shall thy fears subdue: He comes to set thy spirit free; And as thy day thy strength shall be. Hymn. "Jesus hath done all things well." 1 Now, in a song of grateful praise, To GOD the LORD my voice I'll raise; With all His saints I'll join to tell— My JESUS hath done all things well. 2 How sov'reign, wonderful, and free, This pluck'd me from the jaws of hell:- 3 I spurn'd His grace, I broke His laws, : 4 And since my soul has known His love, 5 Soon shall I pass the vale of death, 6 And when to that bright world I rise, Hymn. Afflictions permitted. 1 NOT from the dust affliction grows, Yet we are born to cares and woes, 2 As sparks break out from burning coals, 3 Yet with my GOD I leave my cause, 4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore Hymn. Christ our Comfort in Distress. 1O THOU, to whose all-searching sight 2 Wash out it's stains, refine it's dross, X 3 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe; JESUS, Thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 4 SAVIOUR, where'er Thy steps I see, 5 If rough and thorny be the way, Hymn. "Remember Me." peace. 1 GREAT Source from whom all blessings flow To Thee for help I flee; In all my complicated woe, O LORD! remember me. 2 When with a broken, contrite heart, Thy Name proclaim, Thyself impart; 3 In sore temptation, when no way My strength proportion to my day; |