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God our All in All.
1 Thou bidden Source of calm repose,
Thou all-sufficient Love Divine,
I hide me, Father, in thy name. 2 Father, my all in all thou art,
My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
In shame, my glory and my crown ;3 In want, my plentiful supply;
In weakness, my almighty power;
C. M. 531. WATTS. “O that my ways were directed to keep thy statutes." 1 O that the Lord would guide my ways
To keep his statutes still!
To know and do his will!
2 ) send thy Spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart!
Nor act the liar's part.
3 From vanity turn off mine eyes ;
Let no corrupt design,
Within this soul of mine.
4 Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere ;
But keep my conscience clear.
'T is a delightful road;
Offend against my God.
Trust in God.
1 O let my trembling soul be still,
While darkness veils this mortal eye,
2 When, mounted on thy clouded car,
3 So, trusting in thy love, I tread
The narrow path of duty on;
Yet purer, brighter joys remain :
The Child of God.
i Quiet, Lord, my froward heart;
Make me teachable and mild,
Pleased with all that pleases thee. 2 What thou shalt to-day provide,
Let me as a child receive;
Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own,
Help Thou our Unbelief.
i Fatuer! when o'er our trembling hearts
Doubt's shadows gathering brood, When faith in thee almost departs,
And gloomiest fears intrude; Forsake us not, O God of grace,
But send those fears relief;
Grant us again to see thy face;
Lord, help our unbelief! When sorrow comes, and joys are flown,
And fondest hopes lie dead, And blessings, long esteemed our own,
Are now for ever fled,
Is but a withered leaf, –
Help thou our unbelief !
Upon the couch of pain,
The spirit to detain ;
Undimmed by tears of grief;
Help thou our unbelief!
For Perfect Love.
1 O That my heart was right with Thee,
And loved thee with a perfect love!
Lord would dwell in me,
Till thou dost in my heart appear;
And bring the mighty blessing down;
Resignation. 1 ONE prayer I have, - all prayers in one,
When I am wholly thine;
And let that will be mine.
2 All-wise, almighty, and all-good,
In thee I firmly trust;
Ăre merciful and just.
3 May I remember that to thee
Whate'er I have I owe;
May all thy bounties flow.
When used as talents lent; Those talents only weli employed,
When in thy service spent.
5 And, though thy wisdom takes away,
Shall I arraign thy will ?
“ The Lord is gracious still."
Of nothing long possessed,