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3. And since, by passion's force subdued,

Too oft, with stubborn will,
We blindly shun the latent good,

And grasp the specious ill ;
4. Not to my wish, but to my want,

Do thou thy gifts supply ;
The good unasked in mercy grant ;
The ill, though asked, deny.

James Merrick, 1763.

524.

The Lesson of Trust.

8.8.6.8.8.6.

I.

O LORD, how happy should we be

If we could cast our care on Thee,
If we from self could rest ;
And feel at heart that One above,
In perfect wisdom, perfect love,

Is working for the best.
2. How far from this our daily life,
How oft disturbed by anxious strife,

By sudden wild alarms;
O, could we but relinquish all
Our earthly props, and simply fall

On Thine Almighty arms !
3. Could we but kneel and cast our load,
E’en while we pray, upon our God,

Then rise with lightened cheer ;
Sure that the Father, who is nigh
To still the famished raven's cry,

Will hear in that we fear.

4. We cannot trust Him as we should ;
So chafes weak nature's restless mood

To cast its peace away ;

But birds and flowers around us preach,
All, all the present evil teach

Sufficient for the day.
5. Lord, make these faithless hearts of ours
Such lessons learn from birds and flowers ;

Make them from self to cease,
Leave all things to a Father's will,
And taste, before Him lying still,
E'en in affliction, peace.

J. Anstice.

525.

Give us Rest.

8.8.8.4.

1. FROM fretful care and worldly strife,

From every low unworthy quest,
Amid the needful toil of life,

Lord, give us rest!
2. When coward love and envious fear

Have left us burdened and distressed,
O, then in pity, Lord, draw near

To give us rest!
3. When hard beset by hungry need,

And in the battle sorely pressed,
From base ambition, aimless greed,

Lord, give us rest!
4. When life seems cruel, death unkind,

And chill despair our only guest;
Yet lead us, poor, and sick, and blind,

Into Thy rest !
5. When darkness covers earthly things,

And heaven is sunless in the west,
Then gather us beneath Thy wings,
To give us rest!

Annie Matheson.

526. The Pure and Peaceful Mind. 8.6.8.8.6. 1. DEAR Lord and Father of mankind,

Forgive our feverish ways !
Reclothe us in our rightful mind;
In purer lives Thy service find,

In deeper reverence, praise.
2. O Sabbath rest by Galilee !

O calm of hills above !
Where Jesus knelt to share with thee
The silence of eternity,

Interpreted by love
3. With that deep hush, subduing all

Our words and works that drown
The tender whisper of Thy call,
As noiseless let Thy blessing fall

As fell Thy manna down.
4. Drop Thy still dews of quietness,

Till all our strivings cease :
Take from our souls the strain and stress ;
And let our ordered lives confess

The beauty of Thy peace.
5. Breathe through the pulses of desire

Thy coolness and Thy balm ;
Let sense be dumb,—its heats expire :
Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still small voice of calm !

J. G. Whittier.

527

8.8.8.4.

I.

Thy Will be done.
My God, my Father, while I stray,

Far from my home, on life's rough way,
O teach me from my heart to say,

Thy will be done!

2. Though dark my path and sad my lot,

Let me be still and murmur not,
Or breathe the prayer divinely taught,

Thy will be done !
3. What though in lonely grief I sigh

For friends beloved, no longer nigh,
Submissive still would I reply,

Thy will be done !
4. If Thou should'st call me to resign

What most I prize, it ne'er was mine;
I only yield Thee what is Thine :

Thy will be done !
5. Let but my fainting heart be blest

With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest;
My God, to Thee I leave the rest :

Thy will be done !
6. Renew my will from day to day,

Blend it with Thine, and take away
All that now makes it hard to say,

Thy will be done !
7. Then when on earth I breathe no more

The prayer, oft mixed with tears before,
I'll sing upon a happier shore,

Thy will be done !

Elliot.

528.

Thy Will be done.

8.8.8.8.4.

1. WE

see not, know not; all our way

Is night,--with Thee alone is day; · From out the torrent's troubled drift, Above the storm our prayers we lift,

Thy will be done!

2. The flesh may fail, the heart may faint ;

But who are we to make complaint,
Or dare to plead, in times like these,
The weakness of our love of ease ?

Thy will be done !
3. We take with solemn thankfulness

Our burden up, nor ask it less,
And count it joy that even we
May suffer, serve, or wait for Thee,

Whose will be done !
4. Though dim as yet in tint and line,

We trace Thy picture's wise design,
And thank Thee that our age supplies
Its dark relief of sacrifice.
Thy will be done !

J. G. Whittier.

529. Fearless Trust.

S.M.D. 1. COMMIT thou all thy griefs

And ways into His hands ;
To His sure truth and tender care

Who earth and heaven commands;
Who points the clouds their course,

Whom winds and seas obey ;
He shall direct thy wandering feet,

He shall prepare thy way.
2. Give to the winds thy fears ;

Hope, and be undismayed :
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,

God shall lift up thy head.
Through waves, through clouds, and storms,

He gently clears thy way:
Wait thou His time ; so shall this night

Soon end in joyous day.

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