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2 All nature owns his guardian care ;
In him we live, in him we move ;
His wonders in redeeming love. 3 From heaven he sent his holy Son
To save a world from death and sin; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known,
And proves it boundless and divine. 4 To this sure refuge, Lord, we come ;
On this alone our hope relies ;
Where storms of trouble never rise.
HUMILITY, PATIENCE AND
HYMN 375. L. M. 
Humility. 1 WHEREFORE should man, frail child of clay,
Who, from the cradle to the shroud, Lives but the insect of a day,
O, why should mortal man be proud ? 2 His brightest visions just appear,
Then vanish, and no more are found ; The stateliest pile his pride can rear,
A breath may level with the ground. 3 Follies and crimes, a countless sum,
Are crowded in life's little span :
How ill, alas, does pride become
That erring, guilty creature, man! 4 God of our lives, Father divine,
Give us a meek and lowly mind;
in humble virtue find.
HYMN 376. C. M. [b]
The dictates of thy God;
Of his appointed rod.
And, prostrate, seek his face;
, before his throne,
And all my crimes forgive ;
But to thine honour live.
That all on earth is vain :
True rest and bliss to gain.
To leave this mournful land,
That flow at thy right hand.
HYMN 377. C. M. 
Thirsting after God. 1 WHEN, fainting in the sultry waste,
And parched with thirst extreme, The weary pilgrim longs to taste
The cool, refreshing stream,-
Oppressed with sins and woes,
Whence heavenly comfort flows. 3 Thus sweet the consolations are,
The promises impart;
To ease the panting heart.
With ardent, strong desire,
A grateful sacrifice;
And grant me full supplies.
HYMN 378. L. M. [b or#]
Sent from the God of peace and love,
2 By patience we serenely bear
The troubles of our mortal state,
Nor think our glory comes too late. 3 Though we in full sensation feel
The weight, the wounds, our God ordains, We smile amidst our deepest woes,
And triumph in our sharpest pains. 4 O for this grace to aid us on,
And arm with fortitude the breast,
We reach the realms of endless rest.
HYMN 379. C. M. [b]
Submission to God under Affliction.
Ye busy cares, be still ;
Nor murmur at his will.
Nor dares my guilty fear,
Pronounce his hand severe. 3 To soften every painful stroke,
Indulgent Mercy bends,
His gracious ear attends.
Thou just, and wise, and kind :
And all my soul resigned.
HYMN 380. L. M. 
Clear as the summer's evening ray,
Enjoys on earth celestial day. 2 His heart no broken friendships sting ;
No storms his peaceful tent invade ; He rests beneath Jehovah's wing,
Hostile to none, of none afraid. 3 Spirit of grace, all meek and mild,
Inspire our hearts, our souls possess; Repel each passion, rude and wild,
And bless us, as we aim to bless.
HYMN 381. C. M. 
Our warmest thoughts engage;
In evils to discern;
The latest which we learn.
That moment we remove ;
Devolves on One above.