446. I. 2. 3. 2. Our sires adored and worshipped Thee, And if with clearer eyes we see 3. They saw Thee in the cloud and flame; Thanks for the years, that aye proclaim 4. Dear Father, kind when most severe, To lead us through each changing year, Caroline A. Mason. A Birthday Prayer. 4. 10.10.4. RT Thou the Life? AR To Thee, then, do I owe each beat and breath, And wait Thy ordering of my hour of death In peace or strife. Art Thou the Light? To Thee, then, in the sunshine or the cloud, Or in my chamber lone or in the crowd, I lift my sight. Art Thou the Truth? To Thee, then, loved and craved and sought of yore, I consecrate my manhood, o'er and o'er, As erst my youth. 4. 5. 6. 7. Art Thou the Strong? To Thee, then, though the air be thick with night, I trust the seeming unprotected Right, And leave the Wrong. Art Thou the Wise? To Thee, then, would I bring each useless care, And hush its cries. Art Thou the Good? To Thee, then, with a thirsting heart I turn, Forgive the call! I cannot shut Thee from my sense or soul, 447. I. Francis E. Abbot. GOD God of My Life. OD of my life and all my powers, Shall life, so favoured in its dawn, Be fruitless in its end? 2. To Thee, O Lord, my tender years With glimpses of the mighty God 3. From parent's eye, and paths of men, Thy touch I ran to meet ; C.M. It swelled the hymn, and sealed the prayer; 'Twas calm, and strange, and sweet! 4. Oft when beneath the work of sin 5. Thy dew came down, my heart was Thine; Cool now, and peaceful as the grave, 6. Still will I hope for voice and strength Though I must die to all that's mine, Charles Wesley. 448. I. I The Limitations of Life. AM not sent a pilgrim here, My heart with earth to fill ; 2. He leads me on through smiles and tears, But let me welcome both alike, 3. I know not how this hindered life 4. No service in itself is small, None great, though earth it fill; C.M. But that is small that seeks its own, 5. Then hold my hand, most gracious Lord, And let this be my life's one aim, 449. The Rule of God. L.M. AKE Thine own way with me, Good Lord, I. TAKE Thou canst not otherwise than bless; I launch me forth upon a sea Of boundless love and tenderness. 2. I will not fear Thee, O my God! The days to come can only bring 3. Beneath the splendour of Thy choice, Within it I must needs be blest. 4. Oh! it is life indeed to live Within this kingdom strangely sweet ; And yet we fear to enter in, And linger with unwilling feet. 5. We fear this wondrous rule of Thine, Not venturing our all on Thee, We may not know how good Thou art. Jean S. Pigoti. 450. The Guide in the Wilderness. I. 1. WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, An awful Guide in smoke and flame. 3. Thus present still, though now unseen, 4. And O! when gathers on our path In shade and storm the frequent night, 451. I. Prayer for Guidance. L.M. Sir Walter Scott. 1. HEAVENLY Father, to whose eye Through the desert, where I stray, 3. Lord! uphold me day by day; Guide me through perplexing snares : 75. |