2 Deep in unfathomable mines He treasures up His bright designs, 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 5 His purposes will ripen fast, 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 236. Nearer to Thee. 1 NEARER, my God, to Thee, E'en though it be a cross Still all my song shall be,- P.M. 2 Though, like the wanderer, 3 There let the way appear, 4 Then with my waking thoughts 5 Or if on joyful wing Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Still all my song shall be,-- 237. Penitent Cries Answered. C.M. COME let us to the Lord our God With contrite hearts return; Our God is gracious, nor will leave The desolate to mourn. 2 His voice commands the tempest forth, 3 Long hath the night of terror reigned, 4 Our hearts, if God we seek to know, 5 As dew upon the tender herb, As showers that usher in the spring, 6 So shall His presence bless our souls, That hallowed morn shall chase away 238. The Wanderer Invited Home. 1 RETURN, O wanderer, to thy home, No longer now an exile roam, 2 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, The Spirit and the bride say, Come; Return! return! 3 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, There are no pardons in the tomb, 239. Return return! 66 Thy Will be Done." MY God, my Father, while I stray, P.M. P.M. Far from my home, on life's rough way, O teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done." 2 If Thou shouldst call me to resign 66 'Thy will be done." 66 Thy will be done." 4 Renew my will from day to day; Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, "Thy will be done." 5 Then when on earth I breathe no more, 240. 1 "Thy will be done." Subjection to God. 112th. THOU that sitt'st in heaven, and see'st My deeds without, my thoughts within; Be Thou my Prince, be Thou my Priest; Command my soul, and cure my sin : How bitter my afflictions be I care not, so I rise to Thee. 2 What I possess, or what I crave, 3 When winter-fortunes cloud the brows Of summer friends; when eyes grow strange; |