2 Brought safely by his hand thus far, 3 Did ever trouble yet befall, 4 He who has helped me hitherto C. M. 571. J. NEWTON. Trust in God. 1 O HAPPY they who know the Lord, 2 To them, in each distressing hour, And, when they plead his love and power, 3 He helped his saints in ancient days 4 His presence sweetens all our cares, 5 Lord, we expect to suffer here, 6 Let us enjoy and highly prize Till thou shalt bid our spirits rise L. M. 572. BULFINCH. The Voice of God in the Heart. 1 HATH not thy heart within thee burned, 2 Hast thou not heard 'mid forest glades, 3 And as, upon the sacred page, Hath not thy heart within thee burned? 4 It was the voice of God that spake In silence to thy silent heart; And bade each worthier thought awake, 5 Voice of our God, O yet be near! Then bid in heaven our wanderings cease. L. M. 573. EXETER COL. Prayer for Steadfastness and Watchfulness. 1 GREAT God, my Father and my Friend, 2 Endue me with a holy fear; 3 O that to thee my constant mind 4 O that my watchful soul may fly 5 Search, gracious God, my inmost heart; 1 S. M. 574. STERNHOLD. Penitential. Psalm 25. I LIFT my heart to thee, My God and Guide most just; Now suffer me to take no shame, For in thee do I trust. 2 Remember not the faults And frailty of my youth; 3 Nor after my deserts 4 His mercy is full sweet, Therefore the Lord will sinners teach, And such as go C. M. aside. 575. Doddridge. Trust in the Presence and Help of God. 1 AND art thou with us, gracious Lord, Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, 2 Doth thy right hand, which formed the earth, 3 On this support our souls shall lean, The gloomy vale of death will smile, 4 While we his gracious succor prove, Midst all our various ways, The darkest shades through which we pass, Shall echo with his praise. L. M. 576. Temptation. COWPER. 1 THE billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wintry sky; Out of the depths to thee I call; My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform, And guard and guide me through the storm; 3 Amidst the roaring of the sea, My soul still hangs her hope on thee; 4 Though tempest-tost and half a wreck, 7s. M. 577. GASKELL. Trust in the All-seeing God. 1 MIGHTY God! the first, the last! 2 All that being ever knew, |