Thou art heaven on earth to me,
Lovely, mournful Calvary!

8s and 7s. 421.

Hope in God encouraged.
1 WHY, when storms around you gather,

Should your trembling spirit sink ?
Look to God, your heavenly Father,

And of his sweet promise think.
2 Fancy will be often painting

Scenes, in dark and fearful shade:
Yet why should thy soul be fainting,

Of prospective woes afraid ?
3 Cease that dark anticipation!

Still let love and faith abound;
For the day of tribulation,

Strength sufficient will be found.
4 God is love, and will not leave you,

When you most his kindness need;
God is true-nor can deceive you,
Though your faith be weak indeed.

8s. 422.

The Promise of God sure.
1 HOW sweet on thy bosom to rest,

When nature's affliction is near!
The soul that can trust thee is blest,

Thy smiles bring deliverance from fear:
The Lord has, in kindness, declared,

That those who will trust in his name, Shall in the sharp conflict be spared,

His mercy and love to proclaim. 2 This promise shall be, to my soul,

A messenger sent from the skies,-
An anchor when billows shall roll

A refuge when tempests arise:
O Saviour! the promise fulfill,

Its comfort impart to my mind,
Then calmly I'll bow to thy will,

To the cup of affliction resigned.

C. P. M. 423.

Resignation.
1 O LORD! in sorrow I resigu,
And bow to that dear hand of thine,-

While yet the rod appears;
That hand can wipe these streaming eyes,
Or, into smiles of glad surprise,

Transform these falling tears.
2 My sole possession is thy love;
On earth beneath, in heaven above,

I have no other store :
And though, with fervor, now I pray
And importune thee night and day-

I cannot ask for more.

C. L. M.
424. Submission in Trials.
I WHEN I can trust my all with God,

In trial's fearful hour,-
Bow all resigned beneath his rod,

And bless his sparing power ;-
A joy springs up amld distress,

A fountain in the wilderness.
2 Oh! to be brought to Jesus' feet,

Though trials fix me there,
Is still a privilege most sweet;

For he will hear my prayer ;
Though sighs and tears its language be,

The Lord is nigh to answer me.
3 Then, blessed be the hand that gave,

Still blessed when it takes;
Blessed be he who smites to save,

Who heals the heart he breaks:
Perfect and true are all his ways,
Who heaven adores and death obeys.

C. M. 425.

Depending on Grace.
I AMAZING grace !-how sweet the sound,

That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found, -

Was blind, but now I see.

2 'T was grace that taught my heart to fear,

And grace my fears relieved ;
How precious did that grace appear,

The hour I first believed ! 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares,

I have already come; 'T is grace hath brought me safe thus far,

And grace will lead me home. 4 Yea--when this flesh and heart shall fail,

And mortal life shall cease;
I shall possess, within the veil,

A life of joy and peace.
5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,

The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,

Will be for ever mine.

C. M. 426.

Submission in Trials. 1 MY times of sorrow and of joy,

Great God! are in thy hand;
My choicest comforts come from thee,

And go at thy command.
2 If thou should'st take them all away,

Yet wonld I not repine;
Before they were possessed by me,

They were entirely thine.
3 Nor would I drop a murm'ring word,

Though the whole world were gono,
But seek enduring happiness,
In thee, and thee alone.

PRAYER.

C. M. 427.

Habitual Devotion.
I WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power !

Be my vain wishes stilled ;
And may this consecrated hour

With better hopes be filled.

2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed ;

To thee my thoughts would soar;
Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed,

That mercy I adore.
3 In each event of life, how clear

Thy ruling hand I see!
Each blessing to my soul more dear,

Because conferred by thee.
4 In every joy that crowns my days,

In every pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,

Or seek relief in prayer.
5 When gladness wings my favored hour,

Thy love my breast shall fill;
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,

My soul shall meet thy will.
6 My lifted eye, without a tear,

The gathering storm shall see;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear,

That heart shall rest on thee.

7s. 428.

A Blessing humbly requested.
1 LORD! we come before thee now;

At thy feet we humbly bow;
Oh! do not our suit disdain;

Shall we seek thee, Lord ! in vain ?
2 Lord! on thee our souls depend,

In compassion, now descend;
Fill our hearts with thy rich grace;

Tune our lips to sing thy praise.
3 In thine own appointed way,

Now we seek thee, here we stay;
Lord! we know not how to go,

Till a blessing thou bestow.
4 Send some message, from thy word,

That may joy and peace afford;
Let thy Spirit now impart

Full salvation to each heart.
5 Comfort those who weep and mourn;
Let the time of joy return;

Those, who are cast down, lift up;

Make them strong in faith and hope. 6 Grant, that all may seek and find

Thee, a God supremely kind :
Heal the sick, the captive free-
Let us all rejoice in thee.

L. M. 429.

Forgiveness sought.
I FORGIVE us, Lord! to thee we cry,

Forgive us through thy matchless grace ?
On thee alone our souls rely,

Be thou our strength and righteousness. 2 Forgive thou us, as we forgive

The ills we suffer from our foes ;
Restore ns, Lord ! and bid us live;

Oh ! let us in thine arms repose. 3 Forgive us, for our guilt is great,

Our wretched souls no merit claim;
For sovereign mercy still we wait,

And ask but in the Saviour's name. 4 Forgive us,-0 thou bleeding Lamb!

Thou risen--thou exalted Lord !
Thou great High-Priest ! our souls redeem,
And speak the pardon-sealing word,

C. M. 430.

The God of Bethel.
1 O GOD of Bethel ! by whose hand

Thy people still are fed,
Who, through this weary pilgrimage,

Hast all our fathers led :
2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present,

Before thy throne of grace:
God of our fathers ! be the God

Of their succeeding ráce.
3 Through each perplexing path of life,

Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.