3 Thy mercy sweetens every soil,
Makes every region please;
The hoary, frozen hills it warms,
And smooths the boisterous seas.

4 The storm was laid, the winds retired,
Obedient to thy will;

The sea, that roared at thy command,
At thy command was still.

5 In midst of dangers and of death,
Thy goodness I'll adore ;

I'll praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

HYMN 84. S. M. [#]

Reliance on God a Remedy for Care.
1 How gracious is our God!
How kind his precepts are !
Come, cast your burden on the Lord,
And trust his constant care.

2 Since he forever reigns,
We may securely dwell;
That hand which bears all nature up
Shall guide his children well.

3 O why should anxious thoughts
Oppress the sinking mind?

Go, fall before your Father's throne,
And sweet relief you'll find.

4 Devoutly fear his name,

And know no other fear;

In every scene of life and death
Your Helper will be near.

HYMN 85. C. M. [#]

God's Foreknowledge considered.

1 LET the whole race of creatures lie
Abased before the Lord!
Whate'er his mighty hand has formed
He governs with a word.

2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies
Were into motion brought,

All the long years and worlds to come
Stood present to his thought.

3 If light attend the course we go,
"Tis he provides the rays;
And 'tis his hand that hides the sun,
If darkness cloud our days.

4 Trusting thy wisdom, God of love,
We would not wish to know
What, in the book of thy decrees,
Awaits us here below.

5 Be this alone our fervent prayer :
Whate'er our lot shall be,

Or joys, or sorrows, may they form
Our souls for heaven and thee.

HYMN 86. L. M. [#]

Waiting upon God.

1 WAIT, every soul, your Maker's will;

Unhallowed passions, all be still;

Nor let a murmuring thought arise; His ways are just, his counsels wise. 2 Thick darkness round his throne he draws, His work performs. conceals the cause; But, though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne.

3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas,
He executes his firm decrees;

And, by his saints, it stands confessed,
That what he does is ever best.

4 Wait, then, each soul, submissive wait,
Prostrate before his awful seat;
And, midst the terrors of his rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.

HYMN 87. C M. [#]

Early and constant Care of God.
1 ALMIGHTY FATHER, gracious Lord,
Kind Guardian of my days,
Thy mercies let my heart record
In songs of grateful praise.

2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame
Was thy indulgent care;

Long ere I could pronounce thy name,
Or breathe the infant prayer.

3 Each rolling year new favours brought
From thy exhaustless store;

But, O! in vain my labouring thought
Would count thy mercies o'er.

4 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And every weakness dies, Complete the wonders of thy grace,

And raise me to the skies.

HYMN 88. L. M. [#]

Confidence in the Lord.

1 THY presence, ever-living God,
Wide through all nature spreads abroad :
Thy watchful eyes, which never sleep,
In every place thy children keep.

2 While near each other we remain,
Thou dost our lives and powers sustain;
And, when apart, we joy to share
Thy counsels and thy gracious care.

3 To thee we now commit our ways,
And still implore thy heavenly grace:
O, let thy face upon us shine;

Still guard and guide us, Lord, as thine.

4 Give us within thy house to raise
Again united songs of praise;
Or, if that joy no more be known,
Give us to meet around thy throne.

HYMN 89. C. M. [#]

Humble Adoration.

1 ETERNAL POWER, almighty God,
Who can approach thy throne?
Accessless light is thy abode,
To angel-eyes unknown.

2 Before the radiance of thine eye
The heavens no longer shine,
And all the glories of the sky
Are but the shade of thine.

3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend
To cast a look below,

To this vile world thy notice bend,
These shades of sin and wo?

4 While golden harps and angel-tongues Resound immortal lays,

Great God, permit our humble songs
To rise and mean thy praise.

HYMN 90. L. M. [bor #]
Humble Worship.

1 GREAT King of kings, eternal God,
Shall mortal creatures dare to raise
Their songs to thy supreme abode,
And join with angels in thy praise?
2 Man, O how far removed below!
Wrapt in the shades of gloomy night,
His brightest day can only show

A few faint streaks of distant light.

3 But, see! the bright, the morning star,
Rising, shall chase the shades away;
His beams, resplendent from afar,
Promise a sweet, immortal day.

4 To him our longing eyes we raise,

Our Guide to thee, the great Unknown ;