2 Deep in unfathomable mines. Of never failing skill, And works his sov'reign will, The clouds ye so much dread In blessings on your head. But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling fuce. Unfobling every bour : But sweet will be the fluwer. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain : God is his own interpreter, And be will make it plain. 746 L. M. keep: For God, who pities man, has shown A blessing for the eyes that weep. 2 The light of smiles shall fill Agnin The lists that overt. w with teare; And weary hours of wood prill, Are prunises of happier yel's. 3 There is a day of sunny rest, For every dark sul troubled night; Though grief muy bide an evening questa Yet joy shall come with early light 148 THOU 4 Nor let the good man's trust depart, Though life its common gifte deny,-Though with a pierced and broken heart, And spurn'd of men, he goes to die. 5 For God has mark'd each sorrowing day, And number'd every secret tear; And heaven's eternal bliss shall pay For all his children suffer here. 747 C. M. By many Go with us to the last. Could we but read aright, At eve it shall be light! Thy thorny path awhile, And bid the sunshine smile. 4 Only believe, in living faith, His love and power divine His light shall round thee shine. His bow of love and peace A pledge that storms shall cease. By faith and not by sight, At eve it shall be light. 748 C. M. The only solace in sorrow. 0 THOU who driest the moumer's tear, How dark this world would be, We could not fly to thee. When winter comes, are flown; Must weep those tears alone. Which, like the plants that throw Breathes sweetness out of wo. Did not His wing of love Our peace-branch from above. With more than rapture's ray;. We never b&w by day. C. M. God's watchful eye surveys, Or to appoint our ways! Nor less when he denies; Are blessings in disguise. So constant and so kind ! 750 C.M. Unclouded yet remain! Who reigns above the skies; By faith's endearing ties. Is sent in pitying love, Aud speed its flight above. And every joy that dies, And trust to holier ties. 751 L. M. Out from the land of bondage came, An awful guide, in smoke and flame. 2 By day, along the astonish'd lands The clouds pillar glided slow; By night, Arabia's erinson'd sands Return'd the fiery column's glow. 3 Thus present still, though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosp'rous day, Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray. 4 And 0, when gathers on our path, In shade and storm, the frequent night, Be thon, long-suff'ring, slow to wrath, A burning and a shining light. 752 C. M. Remember me ! 0 THOU from whom all goodness flows, I lift my soul to thee; O Lord, remember me. Reproach and shame shåll be, O Lord, remember me. This feeble body see; O Lord, remember me. I wait thy just decree, O Lord, remember me. And lift my soul to thee, O Lord, remember me. 753 L. M. Tempted in every point like me; Jesus, remember Calvary! 2 For whom didst thou the cross endure ! Who nail'd thy body to the tree ! Did not thy death my life procure! O let thy mercy answer me. 3 Art thou not touch'd with human wo! Hath pity left the Son of man! Dost thou not all my sorrows know, And chuim a share in all my pain? |