76 (69). G OD moves in a mysterious way, He plants His footsteps in the sea, 2 Deep in unfathomable mines C. M. 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, The bud may have a bitter taste, 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 77 (82). THY way, O God, is in the sea, Nor comprehend the mystery C.M. 2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense My wondering thoughts confound. 3 As through a glass, I dimly see 4 'Tis but in part I know Thy will, 5 With raptures shall I then survey 78 (84). L. M. THY ways, O Lord! with wise design, 2 With feeble light, and half obscure, They best and safest may abide. 4 They neither know nor trace the way: But while they trust Thy guardian eye, Their feet shall ne'er to ruin stray, 5 My favor'd soul shall meekly learn 79. C. M. ATHER, I know that all my life Fs portion'd out by Thee; The changes that will surely come I ask Thee for a present mind, 2 I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, 3 I would not have the restless will That seeks for some great thing to do, 4 Wherever in the world I am, I have a fellowship with hearts, A work of lowly love to do For Him on whom I wait. 5 I ask Thee for the daily strength, A mind to blend with outward life, 6 And if some things I do not ask, I'd have my spirit fill'd the more More careful, not to serve Thee much, 80 (71). YOD is the refuge of His saints, L. M. invade, Ere we can offer our complaints, 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar, 4 'Midst storms and tempests, Lord, Thy word Does every rising fear control; Sweet peace Thy promises afford, 81 (81). H C. M. OW are Thy servants blest, O Lord! Eternal Wisdom is their guide, 2 In foreign realms and lands remote, They pass unhurt through burning climes, And breathe in tainted air. 3 Though by the dreadful tempest toss'd They know Thou art not slow to hear, 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, The sea, that roars at Thy command, 5 In midst of dangers, fears and deaths, And praise Thee for Thy mercies past, 6 My life, while Thou preserv'st my life, And oh! may death, when death shall come, Unite my soul to Thee. 82 (72). IVE to the winds thy fears; Gr Hope, and be undismay'd: S. M. God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears, |