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BEGONE, unbelief;

My Saviour is near,

And for my relief
Will surely appear.
By prayer let me wrestle,
And He will perform;
With Christ in the vessel,
I smile at the storm.

mp 2 Though dark be my way,
Since He is my Guide,
'Tis mine to obey,

'Tis His to provide;
Though cisterns be broken,

And creatures all fail,
The word He hath spoken
Shall surely prevail.
mf [3 His love in time past

Forbids me to think,
He'll leave me at last
In trouble to sink :
Each sweet Ebenezer

I have in review
Confirms His good pleasure
To help me quite through.]

mf 4 Why should I complain
Of want or distress,
Temptation or pain?
He told me no less:
The heirs of salvation,

I know from His word,
Through much tribulation

Must follow their Lord.

mp 5 How bitter that cup,

No heart can conceive,
Which He drank quite up,
That sinners might live!
His way was much rougher
And darker than mine;
Did Jesus thus suffer,
And shall I repine?

mf 6 Since all that I meet

Shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet,
The medicine food;
Though painful at present,
"Twill cease before long;

ƒ And then, O how pleasant
The conqueror's song! Amen.
J. NEWTON.

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dim

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,
cr In perfect wisdom, perfect love,
Is working for the best!

mp 2 How far from this our daily life,
Ever disturbed by anxious strife,
By sudden wild alarms!
cr Oh, 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,

cr

f Sure that the Father, Who is nigh To still the famished raven's cry, Will hear in that we fear!

mp4 We cannot trust Him as we should : So chafes weak nature's restless mood To cast its peace away;

cr Yet birds and flowerets round us preach, And all the present evil teach Sufficient for the day.

mp 5 Lord, make these faithless hearts of ours Such lessons learn from birds and flowers;

Make them from self to cease,

cr Leave all things to a Father's will, dim And taste, before Him lying still, E'en in affliction, peace. Amen.

J. ANSTICE, v. 4, l. 2 altd.

A trusting, loving child to Thee: As comes to me, or cloud or sun, Father, Thy will, not mine, be done. mp3 O ne'er will I at life repine,

Enough that Thou hast made it mine; dim When falls the shadow cold of death, cr I yet will sing, with parting breath, As comes to me, or shade or sun, Father, Thy will, not mine, be done. Amen. SARAH F. ADAMS, v. 2, l. 2, 3 altd.

mf

DEAR

Forgive our feverish ways!

Reclothe us in our rightful mind;

In purer lives Thy service find,

In deeper reverence, praise.

Beside the Syrian sea,

The gracious calling of the Lord, cr Let us, like them, without a word

Rise up and follow Thee.

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mf THOUGH Thou slay me, I will trust, Thou art God, but I am dust; Though Thou grieve, Thy grace I'll prove,

I am loveless, Thou art love.

mp 2 Though Thou seem to turn away, cr I will nearer to Thee stay; mp Though Thy silence wound me sore, cr I will follow Thee the more. mp3 Though Thy face I cannot see, cr Well I know 'tis turned to me; mp Though the clouds exclude its light, cr Well I know its beams are bright.

mp4 Though the children's bread denied, cr Still I linger by Thy side; mp Though Thy fulness Thou refuse, cr Still the crumbs I may not lose. mf 5 Any sorrow I can bear,

Save the sorrow of despair; Anything Thou ask'st resign, Save the bliss of being Thine. mf6 Nothing that mine eyes can see Shall disturb my faith in Thee; Love to wait can well afford For the leisure of the Lord. Amen. J. S. B. MONSELL