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Prayer for Peace. 1. IMMORTAL Love, within whose righteous will

Is always peace ;
O pity me, storm-tossed on waves of ill ;

Let passion cease ;
Come down in power within my heart to reign,

For I am weak, and struggle has been vain. 2. The days are gone, when far and wide


Drove me astray ;
And now I fain would climb the arduous hill,

That narrow way
Which leads through mist and rocks to Thine abode;

Toiling for man, and Thee, Almighty God. 3. Whate’er of pain Thy loving hand allot,

I gladly bear ;
Only, O Lord, let peace be not forgot,

Nor yet Thy care,
Freedom from storms, and wild desires within,

Peace from the fierce oppression of my sin. 4. So may I, far away, when evening falls

On life and love,
Arrive at last the holy, happy halls,

With Thee above ;-
Wounded, yet healed ; sin-laden, yet forgiven ;
And sure that goodness is my only heaven.

Stopford A. Brooke.


Rest and Unrest.



·O THOU, the primal Fount of life and peace,

Who shedd'st Thy breathing quiet all around, In me command that pain and conflict cease,

And turn to inusic every jarring sound.

2. How longs each depth within the weary soul

To taste the life of this benignant hour, To be at one with Thine untroubled whole,

And in itself to know Thy hushing power. 3. Make Thou in me, O God, through shame and pain,

A heart attuned to Thy celestial calm ; Let not the spirit's pangs be roused in vain,

But heal the wounded breast with soothing balm. 4. So, firm in steadfast hope, in thought secure,

In full accord with all Thy works of joy, May I be nerved to labours high and pure,

And Thou Thy child to do Thy work employ. 5. In One who walked on earth, a man of woe,

Was holier peace than even this hour inspires ; From Him to me let inward quiet flow,

And give the might my failing will requires. 6. So this great universe, so He, and Thou

The central Source and wondrous Bound of things, May fill my heart with rest as deep as now To land and sea and air, Thy presence brings.

John Sterling

545. My Times are in Thy hand. C.M. 6 lines. 1. FATHER, I know that all my life

Is portioned out for me ;
The changes that are sure to come.

I do not fear to see ;
I ask Thee for a present mind,

Intent on pleasing Thee.
2. I ask Thee for a thoughtful love,

Through constant watching wise,

To meet the glad with joyful smiles,

And wipe the weeping eyes ;
A heart at leisure from itself,

To soothe and sympathise.
3. I would not have the restless will

That hurries to and fro,
Seeking for some great thing to do,

Or secret thing to know ;
I would be treated as a child,

And guided where I go.
4. Wherever in the world I am,

In whatsoe'er estate,
I have a fellowship with hearts

To keep and cultivate;
A work of lowly love to do

For Him on whom I wait.
5. In service which Thy will appoints,

There are no bonds for me ;
For my inmost heart is taught the truth

That makes Thy children free;
A life of self-renouncing love
Is one of liberty.

A. L. Waring.




The Blessed Life.
O BLESSÈD life ! the heart at rest,

When all without tumultuous seems,
That trusts a higher will, and deems
That higher will, made ours, the best.
2. O blessed life! the mind that sees-

Whatever change the years may bring

A mercy still in everything,
And shining through all mysteries.

3. O blessèd life ! the soul that soars,

When sense of mortal sight is dim,

Beyond the sense,-beyond, to Him Whose love unlocks the heavenly doors. 4. O blessèd life ! heart, mind, and soul

From selfish aims and wishes free,

In all at one with Deity
And loyal to the Lord's control.
5. O life ! how blessèd ! how divine !

High life, the earnest of a higher !

Father, fulfil my deep desire
And let this blessèd life be mine.

W. Tidd Matson.


At Rest in God.



My heart is resting, O my God!

I will give thanks and sing ;
My heart is at the secret source

Of every precious thing.
2. I thirst for springs of heavenly life,

And here all day they rise ;
I seek the treasure of Thy love,

And close at hand it lies.
3. Mine be the reverent, listening love,

That waits all day on Thee;
The service of a watchful heart

Which no one else can see.

4. The faith that, in a hidden way

No other eye may know,
Finds all its daily work prepared,

And loves to have it so.

5 My heart is resting, O my God!

My heart is in Thy care ;
I hear the voice of joy and praise
Resounding everywhere.

A. L. Waring.


548. Perfect through Suffering.
1. WE suffer in this world below,

Hard training here we undergo,
Full many a pang and many a throe.
2. We suffer, and we know not why ;

In vain with tear-dimmed eyes we try

The reason of our pain to spy.
3. We suffer, and we only know

That wider knowledge cometh so,
And love and faith more ample grow.

4. We suffer, and we taste in pain

The richer life where death is gain,
The death of self, by strong love slain.

5. We suffer, and we grow more strong,

More patient, though the end be long,
More sure to raise the harvest-song.

Ella S. Armitage.


Prayer for Strength. 10.10. 10.10.6.


E ask not that our path be always bright,

But for Thy aid to walk therein aright;
That Thou, O Lord, through all its devious way,
Will give us strength sufficient to our day :

For this, for this we pray.

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