And know-eth more of all my needs Than all my prayers have told.

1. Fa- ther, whate'er of earth-ly bliss Thy sov' reign will de - nies,

292 HANFORD 8 8 8 4

Arthur Sullivan, 1874

1. My God and Father, while I stray Far from my home in life's rough way,

O teach me from my heart to

say, "Thy

will be

done." A-MEN.

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2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot, 5 If but my fainting heart be blest
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."

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.

O teach me from my heart to say, "Thy.. will

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be done." A-MEN.

Though hosts en - camp a round me, Firm to the fight

con-found me, With God at my right hand? A-MEN.

2 Place on the Lord reliance,
My soul, with courage wait;
His truth be thine affiance,

When faint and desolate.

His might thy heart shall strengthen,
His love thy joy increase,

Mercy thy days shall lengthen,

The Lord will give thee peace.

294 ADESTE FIDELES (Portuguese Hymn)

II II II II

Anon., 1751 (?)

2 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.

3 "When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.
4 "Even down to old age all My people shall prove
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;

And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.

5 "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,

I will not, I will not desert to his foes;

That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I'll never, no never, no never forsake."

George Keith, 1787

2 In simple trust like theirs who heard,
Beside the Syrian sea,

The gracious calling of the Lord,
Let us, like them, without a word
Rise up and follow Thee.

3 O Sabbath rest by Galilee!

O calm of hills above,

Where Jesus knelt to share with thee
The silence of eternity,

Interpreted by love!

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, let flesh retire;

Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still small voice of calm.

John Greenleaf Whittier, 1872