My case bemoan, my wants reveal, And patient wait;-for, who can tell? 4 My heart misgives me oft,

And conscience storms within ;
One gracious look from thee
Will make it all serene :
Satan suggests that I must dwell
In endless flames;-but who can tell?
5 Vile unbelief, be gone;

Ye doubts, fly swift away;
God hath an ear to hear

While I've an heart to pray:
If he be mine, all will be well-
For ever so; and, who can tell?

37. L. M. Doddridge.

Rejoicing in Afflictions.

1 Let Jacob to his Maker sing, And praise the great redeeming King; Call'd by a new, a gracious name, Let Isaael loud his God proclaim. 2 He knows our souls in all their fears, And gently wipes our falling tears, Forms trembling voices to a song, And bids the feeble heart be strong. 3 Then let the rivers swell around, And rising floods o'erflow the ground; Rivers and floods and seas divide, And hornage pay to Israel's guide. 4 Then let the fires their rage display, And flaming terrors bar the way; Unburnt, unsing'd, he leads them thro', And makes the flames refreshing too. 5 The fires but on their bonds shall

prey, The floods but wash their stains away, The grace divine new trophies raise Amidst the deluge and the blaze.

39. 8s. Cowper.

Prayer for Patience.

1 LORD, who hast suffer'd all for me,
My peace and pardon to procure;
The lighter cross I bear for thee,
Help me with patience to endure.
2 The storm of loud repining hush,
I would in humble silence mourn;
Why should the unburnt, tho' burning bush,
Be angry as the crackling thorn?
Man should not faint at thy rebuke,
Like Joshua falling on his face,
When the curs'd thing that Achan took,
Brought Israel into just disgrace.
4 Perhaps some golden wedge suppress'd
Some secret sin offends my God;
Perhaps the Babylonish vest,
Self-righteousness, provokes the rod.
5 Ah! were I buffeted all day,
Mock'd, crown'd with thorns, and spit upon;
I yet should have no right to say,
My great distress is mine alone.

6 Let me not angrily declare

No pain was ever sharp like mine;
Nor murmur at the cross I bear,
But rather weep, remembʼring thine.

40. L. M. (R.)

Hardness of Heart lamented.

1 LORD shed a beam of heavenly day To melt this stubborn stone away; Now thaw, with rays of love divine, "This heart-this frozen heart of mine. 2 The rocks can rend; the earth can quake; The seas can roar; the mountains shake; Of feeling all things shew some sign, But this unfeeling heart of mine.

3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt,
What but an adamant would melt!
Goodness and wrath in vain combine
To move this stupid heart of mine.
4 But ONE can yet perform the deed;
That One in all his grace I need;
Thy Spirit can from dross refine,
And melt this stubborn heart of mine.
5 Oh! breath of life, breathe on my soul!
On me let streams of mercy roll:`
Now thaw, with rays of love divine,
This heart-this frozen heart of mine.
41. C. M. Doddridge.
Submission.

1" FATHER divine," (the Saviour cried,
While horrors press'd on ev'ry side,
And prostrate on the ground he lay)
"Remove this bitter cup away.
2" But if these pangs must still be borne,
"Or helpless man be left forlorn,
"I bow myself before thy throne,
"And say, Thy will, not mine, be done."
3 Thus our submissive souls would bow,
And, taught by Jesus, lie as low;
Our hearts, and not our lips alone,
Would say, Thy will, not ours, be done.
4 Then, though like him in dust we lie,
We'll view the blissful moment nigh,
Which, from our portion in his pains,
Calls to the joy in which he reigns.

42. C. M. (R.)

Godliness profitable; or, the Benefit of genuine Religion, 1 Tim. iv. 8.

1 How vast the blessings, how divine,
From godliness which flow!

Nor men, nor angels, should they join,
Can half its value shew.

2 Ten thousand comforts it procures
To christians, while on earth;
It endless happiness secures,

And frees from endless death.
3 Gon, for himself, hath set apart
The godly, whom he loves:
They have a place within his heart;
Their conduct he approves.
4 [There is a rich and free reward,
The eye of faith descries,
Reserv'd for all who fear the Lord,
Above the starry skies.]

5 A glorious kingdom, and a crown,
Christ will on such bestow;

For them the seeds of bliss are sown,—
The fruits of glory grow.

43. L. M.

(R.)

All things working for Good, &c. Rom. viii, 28, 1 TEMPTATIONS, trials, doubts, and fears, Wants, losses, crosses, groans, and tears, Will, through the grace of God, our friend, In everlasting triumphs end.

2 To those who him sincerely love, All penal evils blessings prove;

Whom grace hath call'd and made his own, Nor fires can burn, nor floods can drown. 3 Lord, let this thought in deep distress Our hopes confirm, our spirits raise; Midst earth and hell's opposing powers, We still are safe if thou art ours."

Trust-Why art thou cast down?

De still my heart! my anxious cares,
To thee are burdens, thorns and snares;
They cast dishonor on thy Lord,
nd contradict his gracious word.

2 Brought safely by his hand thus far, Why wilt thou now give place to fear? How canst thou want if he provide, Or lose thy way with such a guide? 3 When first before his mercy-seat, Thou didst to him thy all commit; He gave thee warrant from that hour, To trust his wisdom, love and pow'r. 4 Did ever trouble yet befal,

And he refuse to hear thy call?
And has he not his promise past,
That thou shalt overcome at last?
5 Like David, thou may'st comfort draw
Sav'd from the bear's and lion's paw.
Goliath's rage I may defy,

For God, my Saviour, still is nigh.
6 He who has help'd me hitherto,
Will help me all my journey thro';
And give me daily cause to raise,
New Ebenezers to his praise.
7 Tho' rough and thorny be the road,
It leads thee home, apace, to God:
Then count thy present trials small,
For heav'n will make amends for all,

45. C. M. (R).

Trust encouraged by the Promise,—“ I will be their God."

1 IF God is mine, then present things,
And things to come are mine;

Yea, Christ, his word, and Spirit toe,
And glory all divine.

2 If he is mine, then from his love,
He ev'ry trouble sends;

All things are working for my good,
And bliss his rod attends,

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