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To thee all nations bow.
2 Thy kingdom come; thy will
On earth be done in love,
Thy perfect law above.
Our daily bread supply,
While by thy word we live;
Forgive as we forgive.
Our feeble hearts defend;
And guide us to the end.
5 Thine, then, for ever be
Glory and power divine;
Of heaven and earth are thine.
The darkness shineth as the light;
2 If in this darksome wild I stray,
Be thou my light, be thou my way;
No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 3 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks
heart in waves of woe; O God, thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 4 If rough and thorny be the way,
My strength proportion to my day ;
MRS. STEELE. Religion the only Comforter. i Is there no kind, no lenient art,
To heal the anguish of the heart;
Which nature must, but cannot bear? 2 Can reason's dictates be obeyed ?
Too weak, alas! her strongest aid;
3 Her powerful aid supports the soul,
And nature owns her strong control;
While she unfolds the sacred page. 4 Then, gentle Patience smiles on pain;
Then, dying Hope revives again;
7 & 68. M. 545.
MONTGOMERY. In Time of Tribulation. Psalm 77. i In time of tribulation,
Hear, Lord, our earnest cries; With humble supplication
To thee the spirit flies. 2 Remembered songs of gladness,
Through night's lone silence brought, Strike notes of deepest sadness,
And stir desponding thought. 3 Hath God cast off for ever?
Can time his truth impair? His tender mercy never
Shall we presume to share ? 4 Hath he his loving-kindness
Shut up in bitter wrath ? No! it is human blindness,
That cannot see his path. 5 We'll call to recollection
The years of thy right hand, , And, strong in thy protection,
Again through faith we stand. 6 Thy way is in great waters,
Thy footsteps are not known; But let earth's sons and daughters
Confide in thee alone! 7 Through the wild sea thou leddest
Thy chosen flock of yore; Still on the wave thou treadest,
And thy redeemed pass o'er.
1 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will!
Tumultuous passions, all be still!
2. He in the thickest darkness dwells,
Performs his work, — the cause conceals; 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;
4 Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait,
Prostrate before his awful seat;
i Father of light! conduct my feet
Through life's dark, dangerous road; Let each advancing step still bring
Me nearer to my God.
2 Let heaven-eyed prudence be my guide ;
And, when I go astray,
To wisdom's better way.
3 Teach me in every various scene
To keep my end in sight;
Let wisdom guide me right.
4 That heavenly wisdom from above
And penetrate my heart;
Fountain of bliss and love! And all my darkness be dispersed
In endless light above.
BOOK OF HYMNS. Why art thou cast down, my Soul ? 1 We pray for truth and peace;
With weary hearts we ask
From life's perplexing task.
We sigh, - yet hope grows faint;
Goes up our wild complaint. 2 Only to living faith
The promises are shown;
The rest is won alone.
Be ours the steady will,
For God is working still.