Confidence in GOD our Father.

1 MY GOD! my Father! cheering name! O may I call thee mine?

Give me with humble hope to claim
A portion so divine.

2 This only can my fears control,
And bid my sorrows fly;
What real harm can reach
Beneath my Father's eye?

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3 Whate'er thy providence denies
I calmly would resign;

For thou art just, and good and wise:
O bend my will to thine!

4 Whate'er thy sov'reign will ordains,
O give me strength to bear;
Still let me know a Father reigns,
And trust a Father's care.

5 If pain and sickness rend this frame, And life almost depart;

Is not thy mercy still the samė
To cheer my drooping heart?

6 Thy ways, great God! are little known To my weak erring sight;

Yet shall my soul, believing, own
That all thy ways are right.

7 My God! my Father! blissful name! Beyond expression dear;

If thou admit my humble claim,
I bid adieu to fear.

353. L. M. BROWNE.

Dependence upon Providence.

1 GREAT LORD of earth, and seas, and skies! Thy wealth the needy world supplies; And safe beneath thy guardian arm, We live secur'd from ev'ry harm. 2 To thee perpetual thanks we owe For all our comforts here below; Our daily bread thy bounty gives, And ev'ry rising want relieves. 3 To thee we cheerful homage bring; In grateful hymns thy praises sing: On thee we ever will depend,

The rich, the sure, the faithful friend.

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4 And should thy measures seem severe,
Calmly may we thy chast'ning bear
Without complaint to thee submit,
Th' unerring judge of what is fit.

354. C. M. MERRICK. Acquiescence in the will of God.

1 AUTHOR of good! we rest on thee

Thine ever watchful eye Alone our real wants can see, Thy hand alone supply.

2 O! let thy pow'r within us dwell, Thy love our footsteps guide;

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That love shall vainer loves expel,
That fear, all fears beside.

3 And since, by passion's force subdu❜d,
Too oft, with stubborn will,
We blindly shun the latent good,
And grasp the specious ill;

4 Not what we wish, but what we want, Let mercy still supply:

The good, unask'd, let mercy grant;
The ill, though ask'd, deny.

355. C. M. COWPER.

Submission.

1 O LORD! my best desires fulfil,
And help me to resign

Life, health, and comfort to thy will,
And make thy pleasure mine.

2. Why should I shrink at thy command,
Whose love forbids my fears?
Or tremble at thy gracious hand,
That wipes away my tears?
3 No, let me rather freely yield
What most I prize to thee;
Who never hast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me.

4 Wisdom and mercy guide my way; Shall I resist them both?

Short-sighted creature of a day,
And crush'd before the moth!

5 But ah! my heart within me cries, Still bind me to thy sway;

Else, the next cloud that veils the skies,
Drives all these thoughts away.

1 WHERE love and all the graces reign,
The mind is truly blest;
For love, the noblest of the train,
Aids and exalts the rest.

2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain,
And all in vain our fear;

Rude passions will their sway maintain,
If love be absent there.

3 'Tis love that makes our willing feet
In swift obedience move;
This is the grace that lives and reigns
In the bright realms above.

357. L. M. MRS STEELE.

Gratitude.

1 LORD! when my thoughts delighted rove Amidst the wonders of thy love,

Sweet hope revives my drooping heart,
And bids my fears and doubts depart.

2 Be all my heart and all my ways
Devoted to thy fervent praise;

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And let my glad obedience prove
How much I owe, how much I love.

358. C. M. JERVIS.

The same subject.

1 GREAT Source of all that we enjoy,
From whom our comforts flow!
To thee, who dost our souls reclaim,
Eternal thanks we owe.

2 Though the vast debt we ne'er can pay Of gratitude and love;

Yet grant us, LORD! thine aid divine,
Thy goodness to improve.

3 Be this, on earth, our chief delight,
Our feeble songs to join;

In heav'n we 'll celebrate thy praise
In anthems more divine.

359. L. M.

WATTS.

Love to GoD and man.

1 THUS saith the first, the great command:
Let all thy inward pow'rs unite
To love thy Maker and thy GOD,
With utmost vigour and delight.

2 Then shall thy neighbour next in place
Share thy affections and esteem;
And let thy wishes for thyself
Measure and rule thy love to him.
3 Alas! how base our passions are!
How cold our charity and zeal !