5 Though tempest-toss'd and half a wreck, My Saviour through the floods I seek; Let neither winds nor stormy main Force back my shatter'd bark again.
GOD of my strength, the Wise, the Just, My life, mine all, to thee I trust;
From thee, when terrors clos'd me round,
My soul its full redemption found.
2 Thy mercy shall my thanks employ;
For thou, my theme, my life, my joy,
Hast call'd me thine, and bid me share
The gifts of thy paternal care.
3 O how shall all, who seek thy love,
The fulness of thy bounty prove;
And teach the admiring world to see
How blest the souls that trust in thee.
4 Thy saints, afar from strife of tongues,
Shall sing to thee their peaceful songs,
And see thy guardian presence spread
Its awful splendours o'er their head.
5 Oh! love the Lord; in him confide;
Nor own, nor ask, a help beside:
From him the firm unshaken mind
Eternal strength and peace shall find.
"TIS my happiness below
Not to live without the cross;
But the Saviour's power to know,
Sanctifying every loss.
2 Trials must and will befall;
But with humble faith to see
Love inscrib'd upon them all,
This is happiness to me.
3 God in Israel sows the seeds
Of affliction, pain, and toil;
These spring up and choke the weeds,
Which would else o'erspread the soil.
4 Trials make the promise sweet;
Trials give new life to prayer;
Trials bring me to his feet,
Lay me low, and keep me there.
5 Did I meet no trials here,
No correction by the way,
Might I not, with reason, fear
I should prove a cast-away?
6 Others may escape the rod,
Sunk in earthly, vain, delight;
But the true-born child of God
Must not, would not, if he might.
LORD, my best desire 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 the 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 Thy favour, all my journey through,
Thou art engag'd to grant:
What else I want, or think I do,
"Tis better still to want.
5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way,
Shall I resist them both,
A poor blind creature of a day,
And crush'd before the moth?
6 But ah! mine inward spirit cries,
"Still bind me to thy sway,"
Else the next cloud that veils my skies
Drives all these thoughts away.
HEN overwhelm'd with grief,
My heart within me dies;
Helpless, and far from all relief,
To heaven I lift mine eyes.
O lead me to the Rock
That's high above my head;
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
Within thy presence, Lord,
For ever I'll abide ;
Thou art the Tower of my defence,
The Refuge where I hide.
Of those that fear thy Name;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same!
Then will I sing thy praise,
My life to thee resign;
Thy mercy, and thy truth, O Lord,
Shall keep me ever thine.
ALL hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall:
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
2 Crown him, ye martyrs of your God, Who from his altar call;
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown him Lord of all.
3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small;
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.
4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.
5 Let every kindred, every tribe,. On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.
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