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God hears thy siglis and counts thy tears ;
God shall lift up thy head;
He gently clears thy way;
Soon end in joyous day.
Still sink thy spirits down?
And every care be gone.
Yet heaven, and earth, and hell, Proclaim,-God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.
To choose and to command :
How wise, how strong his hand I
His counsel shall appear,
That caused thy needless fear. 781
soul, thou need’st not fear ; Who fed thee last, will feed thee still : Be calm, and sink into his will. 2 The Lord, who built the earth and sky, In mercy stoops to hear thy cry; His promise all may freely claim : Ask and receive in Jesus' name.
3 Without reserve give Christ your heart;
C, M. Deliverance is at hand. My span of life will soon be done, As length'ning shadows o'er the mead,
Proclaim the close of day.
From all created things;
Whence true contentment springs. 3 Courage, my soul; thy bitter cross,
In every trial here,
But shall not enter there.
In sorrowing paths below, Shall in eternity rejoice,
Where endless conforts flow.
Of sublunary care,
This anxious breast ensnare.
Deliv'rance soon will come;
To bring believers home.
We'll own the fav'ring gale.
And rest delay to come,
Which drives us nearer home.
All yield to thy control :
The midnight of the soul.
To make thy will our own;
To live by faith alone.
Fear'shall in me no more bave place
He hides the brightness of his face :
And basely to the tempter yield !
I never will give up my shield.
Although the olive yield no oil,
The fields elude the tiller's toil,-
And perish all the bleating race,
3 In hope, believing against hope,
Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim;
Salvation is in Jesus' name.
My soul shall then ontstrip the wind; On wings of love mount up on high,
And leave the world and sin behind. 785
C. M. Casting all your care upon Him. STILL on the Lord thy burden roll, His mighty arm shall bear thy soul,
And all thy griefs sustain. 2 Ne'er will the Lord his aid deny
To those who trust his love; And they who on his grace rely,
Shall sing his praise above. 786
C. M. Glorying in tribulations. THEE, Jesus, full of truth and grace,
Thee, Saviour, we adore; Thee in affliction's furnace praise,
And magnify thy power, • Thy power, in human weakness shown,
Slall make us all entire ;
And walk, inburnt, in fire.
And glory in our Guide; Surrounded and upheld by thee,
The fiery test abide.
TJI, meulded from above,
The stamp of perfect love.
And walk'd, unhurt, in fire :
In every trying hour;
In all thy saving power!
My soul disdains to fear;
Still impotently neur;
I mark their vain design :
Against a child of thine,
Nor will I, Lord, repine. 2 Why should my heart complain,
When wisdom,'trulli, and love Direct the struke, inflict the pain,
And point to joys above!
How needful every cross:
Nor call my gain my loss. 4 Then give, or take away,
I'll bless thy sacred Name : Jesus to-day, and yesterday,
And ever, is the same.