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Submissive resignation.
LORD! my best desire fulfil,
And help ine to resign

C. M.

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! rather let me 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,
Shall be my rich supply;

What else I want, or think I do,
Let wisdom still deny.

759

Not my will, but thine be done.

C. M.

ALL-WISE, almighty, and all-good,

In thee firmly trust;

Thy ways, unknown or understood,
Are merciful and just.

2 May I remember that to thee
Whate'er I have I owe;
And back in gratitude from me,
May all thy bounties flow,
3 Thy gifts are only then enjoy'd,
When used as talents lent;
Those talents only well employ'd,
When in thy service spent.

4 And though thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign thy will?

No! let me bless thy Name, and say,The Lord is gracious still.

760

Comfort in the promises.

Calm resignation we implore; O let no murni'ring thought arise, But humbly let us still adore.

L. M.

2 With meek submission may we bear
Each needful cross thou shalt ordain;
Nor think our trials too severe,
Nor dare thy justice to arraign.
3 For though mysterious now thy ways
To erring mortals may appear,
Hereafter we thy name shall praise,
For all our keenest suff'rings here.
4 Thy needful help, O God, afford,
Nor let us sink in deep despair;
Aid us to trust thy sacred word,
And find our sweetest comfort there.

761

Patient in tribulation,

C. M.

WITH trouble laden-grief oppress'd,

Wings had I like a dove,

I'd fly away, and be at rest,
Within a world above!-

2 A world where angels, pure as fair,
Swell Jesus' glorious train;

Nor sin may make intrusion there,
Nor death an entrance gain;-

3 Where God's own hand shall wipe away The tears from every face;

And Jesus to his saints display

His mysteries of grace.

4 Yet, Lord, each murm'ring thought control; Each anxious wish repress :

To thee I would resign my soul,
And wait till thou shalt bless.

762

L. M.

Safety and security in the arms of Jesus. COD of my life, whose gracious power

G Through varied deaths my soul bath led,

Or turn'd aside the fatal hour,

Or lifted up my sinking head;-
2 In all my ways thy hand I own,-
Thy ruling providence I see;
Assist me still my course to run,
And still direct my paths to thee.
3 Whither, O whither should I fly,
But to my loving Saviour's breast!
Secure within thine arms to lie,

And safe beneath thy wings to rest.
4 I have no skill the snare to shun,
But thou, O Christ, my wisdom art:
I ever into ruin run,

But thou art greater than my heart.
5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind,
Lead me a way I have not known;
Bring me where I my heaven may find,-
The heaven of loving thee alone.

763

Sanctified affliction.

C. M.

LORY to thee, thou righteous God,
U Righteous, yet kind to me;
For under thy paternal rod,

Paternal love I see.

2 Though humbled in the lowest deep,
Thy gracious hand I bless;

And, thinking of thy love, I weep,
For my unfaithfulness.

3 Thou dost in tenderness chastise,
And graciously reprove:

My Father!-all within me cries,-
Thy ways are truth and love.

764

S. M.

The soul's only refuge. THOU refuge of my soul,

On thee, when sorrows rise,

On thee, when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting hope relies.

2 To thee I tell my grief,

For thou alone canst heal;
Thy word can bring a sweet relief
For every pain I feel.

3 But, O, when doubts prevail,
I fear to call thee mine;
The springs of comfort seem to fail,
And all my hopes decline.

4 Yet, Lord, where shall I flee!
Thou art my only trust;

And still my soul would cleave to thee, Though prostrate in the dust.

765

12th P. M. 76, 76, 78, 76.

Smarting under the rod.

FATHER, if thou must reprove

For all that I have done,
Not in anger, but in love,
Chastise thine humbled son.
Use the rod, and not the sword;
Correct with kind severity;
Bring me not to nothing, Lord,
But bring me home to thee.
2 True and faithful as thou art
To all thy church and me,
Give a new, believing heart,

That knows, and cleaves to, thee;
For when we our hearts resign,
O Jesus, to be fill'd with thee,
Thou art ours, and we are thine,
Through all eternity!

766

C. M.

Chastisement received with humility. IT is the Lord, who doth not grieve,

Or needlessly reprove;

Saviour, we thank fully receive
The tokens of thy love.

2 These tokens may we ever prize,
And answer their intent,

By list'ning to thy word, that cries,-
Be zealous, and repent.

767

5th P. M. 4 lines 7s,

Weak and helpless.

SON of God, thy blessing grant;
Still supply my every want;
Tree of life, thine influence shed:
From thy fulness I am fed.

2 Tend'rest branch, alas! am I,-
Wither without thee and die;
Weak as helpless infancy:
O confirm my soul in thee!
3 Unsustain'd by thee, I fall;
Send the help for which I call:
Weaker than a bruised reed,
Help I every moment need.
4 All my hopes on thee depend;
Love me, save me to the end;
Give me persevering grace;
Take the everlasting praise.

768

4th P. M. 886, 286. God a very present help in trouble. GOD, thy faithfulness I plead: My present help in time of need, My great deliv'rer thou!

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Haste to mine aid, thine ear incline,
And rescue this poor soul of mine:
I claim the promise now.

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