5. And dearer than all things I know

Is childlike faith to me,

That makes the darkest way I go
An open path to Thee.

F. L. Hosmer.

30.

I.

Filial Fear and Love.

MY God! how wonderful Thou art,

Thy majesty how bright!

How beautiful Thy mercy-seat,

In depths of burning light!

2. How dread are Thine eternal years,
O everlasting Lord!

By prostrate spirits, day and night,
Incessantly adored !

3. How beautiful, how beautiful,
The sight of Thee must be ;
Thine endless wisdom, boundless power,
And awful purity!

4. O how I fear Thee, living God!

With deepest, tenderest fears ;

And worship Thee with trembling hope,
And penitential tears.

5. Yet may I love Thee, too, O Lord,
Almighty as Thou art;

For Thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor heart.

6. No earthly father loves like Thee,
No mother half so mild

Bears and forbears as Thou hast done,
With me Thy sinful child.

C.M.

31.

7. Father of Jesus, love's Reward,
What rapture will it be,

Prostrate before Thy throne to lie,
And lose ourselves in Thee.

F. W. Faber.

The Beneficence of God.

I. GOD! Thy power is wonderful,
Thy glory passing bright ;

Thy wisdom, with its deep on deep,
A rapture to the sight.

2. Thy justice is the gladdest thing
Creation can behold;

Thy tenderness so meek, it wins
The guilty to be bold.

3. Yet more than all, and ever more,
Should we Thy creatures bless –
Most worshipful of attributes-
Thine awful Holiness.

4. There's not a craving in the mind
Thou dost not meet and still; 1
There's not a wish the heart can have
Which Thou dost not fulfil.

5. All things that have been, all that are, ë
All things that can be dreamed,
All possible creations, made,

Kept faithful, or redeemed,—

6. All these may draw upon Thy power,
Thy mercy may command;

And still outflows Thy silent sea,
Immutable and grand.

C. M.

7. O little heart of mine! shall pain
Or sorrow make thee moan,

When all this God is all for thee, i
A Father all thine own?ima

NA

32.

F. W. Faber.

I.

Go

God in the Soul.

O not, my soul, in search of Him, I
Thou wilt not find Him there,-
Or in the depths of shadow dim, yur

Or heights of upper air.

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2. For not in far-off realms of spaces
The Spirit hath its throne ;

In every heart it findeth place 3) ydT
And waiteth to be known.

3. Thought answereth alone to thought,
And soul with soul hath kin;
The outward God he findeth not
Who finds not God within.

4. And if the vision come to thee
Revealed by inward sign,
Earth will be full of Deity,

And with His glory shine!DA

5. Thou shalt not want for company, MA
Nor pitch thy tent alone;

The indwelling God will go with theê
And show thee of His own.

6. O gift of gifts, O grace of grace, DMA è
That God should condescend

To make thy heart His dwelling-place
And be thy daily Friend!mtī

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7. Then go not thou in search of Him,
But to thyself repair ;

Wait thou within the silence dim,
And thou shalt find Him there!

FL. Hosmer.

33.

I.

The Sense of God.

NAME, all other names above,

What art Thou not to me?

Now I have learned to trust Thy love
And cast my care on Thee.

2. Thrice blessèd be the holy souls
That lead the way to Thee,
That burn upon the martyr-rolls
And lists of prophecy.

3. And sweet it is to tread the ground
O'er which their faith hath trod;

But sweeter far, when Thou art found,

The soul's own sense of God.

4. The thought of Thee all sorrow calms,
Our anxious burdens fall;

His crosses turn to triumph-palms

Who finds in God his all.

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C.M.

I.C

Love, Light, Life.

LOVE of love! as deep and free T

As the all-absolving sea,

Hear us, while we lift to Thee

Holy chant and psalm.

2. Light of lights! with morning shine,
Lift on us thy Light Divine;
And let charity benign

Breathe on us her balm.

3. Light of lights! when falls the even
Let it close on sin forgiven;
Fold us in the peace of heaven;
Shed a holy calm.

4. Life of life, our Saviour be;
May we live and die to Thee;
Till with saints hereafter we

Bear the glorious palm.

G. Rorison.

35.

I.

Love in all.

1. THOU Lord art Love-though dimly now

Thy glorious name we trace,

It gleams through all Thy works below,
It shines in Jesus' face.

2. Thy thoughts are Love-and Jesus is
The Living Voice they find;

His Love lights up the vast abyss

Of the Eternal Mind.

3. Thy ways are Love-though they transcend
Our feeble range of sight,

They wind through darkness to their end
In everlasting light.

4. Thy chastisements are Love-more deep.
They stamp the seal Divine;

And by a sweet compulsion keep
Our spirits nearer Thine.

C.M.