HYMN 377. C. M. [b] Thirsting after God. 1 WHEN, fainting in the sultry waste, 2 So longs the weary, fainting mind, Here flowing streams of life appear, 4 O, when I thirst for thee, my God, And still, through all this desert road, 5 Then let my prayer to thee ascend, My plaintive voice thou wilt attend, HYMN 378. L. M. [b or#] Patience. 1 PATIENCE! O what a grace divine, 2 By patience we serenely bear The troubles of our mortal state, And wait, contented, our discharge, 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, HYMN 379. C. M. [b] Submission to God under Affliction. 1 PEACE, my complaining, doubting heart; Adore the just, the sovereign Lord, 2 Unerring wisdom guides his hand; 3 To soften every painful stroke, 4 Yes, Lord, I own thy sovereign hand, HYMN 380. L. M. [b]. Meekness. HAPPY the meek, whose gentle breast, 2 His heart no broken friendships sting; 3 Spirit of grace, all meek and mild, Inspire our hearts, our souls possess ; HYMN 381. C. M. [b] 1 O RESIGNATION, heavenly power, 2 Teach us the hand of Love divine "Tis the first lesson which we need, 3 Resign, and all the pain of life The heavy load of grief and care 4 He bids us lay our burthen down Supports our feeble frame, and makes HYMN 382. C. M. [bor #] Submission. 1 O LORD, my best desire fulfil, Life, health and comfort to thy will, 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, 3 No, let me rather freely yield 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, 5 But, ah, my inward spirit cries, Else the next cloud that veils my skies HYMN 383. 8 & 7s. M. [b or #] Confidence in God. 1 CALM, my soul, behold thy Saviour! 2 What though all the world are preaching, 3 See in Christ all things created Sacred Head of every man. ; 4 O for such transcendent goodness HYMN 384. C. M. [# or b] 1 To calm the sorrows of the mind, To wipe the anxious tear that starts, 2 Thou canst, when anguish rends the heart, The secret wo control; The inward malady canst heal, |