TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around.
4 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill; For thou, O Lord! art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
1 Away, my unbelieving fear !
Fear shall in me no more have place ; My Saviour doth not yet appear,
He hides the brightness of his face : But shall I therefore let him go, And basely to the tempter yield ? No, in the strength of Jesus, no, I never will give up my shield. 2 Although the vine its fruit deny, Although the olive yield no oil, The with'ring fig-trees droop and die, The fields elude the tiller's toil, The empty stall no herd afford, And perish all the bleating race, Yet will I triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise. 3 Barren although my soul remain,
And not one bud of grace appear, No fruit of all my toil and pain, But sin, and only sin is here : Although my gifts and comforts lost, My blooming hopes cut off I see; Yet will I in my Saviour trust, And glory that he died for me.
4 In hope believing against hope, Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim, Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up, Salvation is in Jesus' name. To me he soon shall bring it nigh,
My soul shall then outstrip the wind; On wings of love mount up on high, And leave the world and sin behind.
The earthly and the heavenly Sabbath. 1 AGAIN our weekly labours end, And we the Sabbath's call attend; Improve, our souls, the sacred rest, And seek to be for ever blest.
2 This day let our devotions rise To heaven, a grateful sacrifice; And God that peace divine bestow, Which none but they who feel it know. 3 This holy calm within the breast Prepares for that eternal rest, Which for the sons of God remains ; The end of cares, the end of pains.
4 In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures pass away:
How sweet the Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of that which ne'er shall end!
The Church is the honor and safety of a Nation.
1 GREAT is the Lord our God,
And let his praise be great; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat.
PROVIDENCE OF GOD.
2 These temples of his grace, How beautiful they stand! The honors of our native place, And bulwarks of our land.
3 In Zion God is known A refuge in distress ;
How bright has his salvation shone Through all her palaces!
4 In every new distress
We'll to his house repair; We'll think upon his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there.
31. 7s M. MERRICK.
God our Shepherd. Ps. 23.
1 Lo, my shepherd's hand divine! Want shall never more be mine : In a pasture fair and large He shall feed his happy charge.
2 When I faint with summer's heat, He shall lead my weary feet
To the streams that still and slow Through the verdant meadows flow.
3 He my soul anew shall frame, And, his mercy to proclaim, When through devious paths I stray, Teach my steps the better way.
4 Thou my plenteous board hast spread; Thou with oil refreshed my head: Filled by thee my cup o'erflows; For thy love no limit knows.
5 Constant, to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend, And shalt bid thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home.
1 ALMIGHTY Maker of my frame, Teach me the measures of my days, Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span; A little point my life appears : How frail, at best, is dying man!
How vain are all his hopes and fears! 3 Vain his ambition, noise and show;
Vain are the cares which rack his mind : He heaps up treasures mix'd with wo, And dies, and leaves them all behind, 4 O be a nobler portion mine!
My God, I bow before thy throne: Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hope on thee alone.
A morning hymn.
1 SEE how the morning sun
Pursues his shining way;
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, With every bright'ning ray.
2 Thus would my rising soul, Its heavenly parent sing; And to its great Original, The humble tribute bring.
3 Serene I laid me down,
Beneath his guardian care; I slept, and I awoke, and found My kind Preserver near !
4 My life I would anew
Devote, O Lord, to thee; And in thy service I would spend A long eternity.
34, 35 DOCTRINES OF THE GOSPEL.
34. L. M. ADDISON.
Being of God proclaimed by creation. 1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue, etherial sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim.
2 The unwearied sun from day to day, Doth his Creator's power display ; And publishes, to every land, The work of an almighty hand.
3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth;
4 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found:
6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; Forever singing, as they shine, 'The hand that made us is divine.'
35. C. M.
The guiding Star.
1 BRIGHT was the guiding star that led, With mild benignant ray,
The Gentiles to the lowly shed Where the Redeemer lay.
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