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C. M. 78.
Tirst in the promises of God. 1 AND art thou with us, gracious Lord,
? Dost thou proclaim thyself our God,
Our God for ever near?
And bears up all the skies,
When dangers round us rise?
To that delightful scene, Where rivers of salvation flow
Through pastures ever green?
And banish ev'ry care;
If God be with us there.
'Midst all our various ways, The darkest shades, thro' which we pass
Shall echo with his praise.
P. M. 79.
Cod óur shepherd. 1
Lord my pasture shall prepare
And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When on the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant;
$ though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious lonely wilds I stray;
And guide me through the dreadful shade. 80.
(91.) C. M. 1 SHINE on our souls, eternal God!
And their whole course be thine. 2 Did we not raise our hands to thee,
Our hands might toil in vain:
If thou thy love restrain,
And sow the precious grain;
And to command the rain.
With thee each day be spent,
Till all our labours cease;
For everlasting peace. 81.
C. M, (92.)
In travelling. 'HW are thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defence!
Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help Omnipotence.
Supported by thy care,
And breathe in tainted air.
Makes ev'ry region please ;
And smooths the boist’rous seas.
High on the broken wave,
Nor impotent to save.
Obedient to thy will;
sea, that roars at thy command,
Thy mercy sets me free;
My heart takes hold on thee.
Thy goodness I'll adore;
And humbly hope for more.
Thy sacrifice shall be;
Thy paths I cannot trace:
2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense
My captive soul surround; Mysterious deeps of providence
My wond’ring thoughts confound. 3 As thro’a glass, I dimly see
The wonders of thy love; How little do I know of thee,
Or of the joys above!
I bless thee for the sight;
In glory's clearer light?
Thy providence and grace;
In wonder, love, and praise. 83.
L. M. Elijah fed by Ravens. 1 Kings xvii. & 1 WHEN God's own people stand in ne id
His goodness will provide supplieæ: Thus when Elijah faints for bread,
A raven to his succour flies. 2 At God's command, with speedy wings
The hungry bird resigns its prey;
The needful portion day by day.
But happy was Elijah's lot:
Than God's dear children be forgot. * This wonder oft has been renew'd,
And saints by sweet experience find
Their foes to friendly deeds inclin'd. 3 Who can distrust that mighty hand, Which rules with universal sway;
Which nature's laws can countermand,
L. M. 84.
Providence. 1 THY ways, 0 Lord! with wise design,
Are fram'd upon thy throne above, And erery dark and bending line
Meets in the centre of thy love.
Poor mortals thy arrangements view;
And the mysterious just and true. 3 Thy flock, thy own pectuiar care,
Though now they seedi to roam uncy'd
Nor shall the weakest fail or die.
To lay her reason at thy throne;
C. M. 85.
God our Guide and Preserver.
Deut. xxxii. 11, 12.
Where in the nest they doze;
The way to fly she shows;
Before their own they try;
And soars above the sky.