3 Though dark his present prospects be, 4 Full in the presence of his God, 392 C. M. WATTS. Submission to afflictive Providences. 1 NAKED as from the earth we came, 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, Are but short favors, borrowed now 3 "Tis God that lifts our comforts high, He gives, and, blessed be his name! 4 Peace, all our angry passions, then; 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, 393 L. M. Fortitude and Trust. DODDRIDGE. 1 WAIT on the Lord, ye heirs of hope, And all your foes and fears control. And in the midst of storms are still; 4 Still, till their Father's well-known voice 394 C. M. J. TAYLOR. Trust in God through all Changes. 1 FATHER divine, before thy view 2 From thee our vital breath we drew; And vigorous youth and feeble age 3 Whate'er we do, where'er we turn, Thy ceaseless bounty flows; Oppressed with woe, when nature faints, Thine arm is our repose. 4 To thee we look, thou Power supreme! Safe in thy presence may we live, 395 C. M. Trusting in God. DODDRIDGE. 1 PRAISE to the Sovereign of the sky, Who, from his lofty throne, Looks down on all that humble lie, 2 The haughty sinner he disdains, 3 On his afflicted, pious poor He makes his face to shine; 4 Among the meanest of thy flock 5 Poor and afflicted though we are, 396 C. M. DARWIN. Trust in God in Prosperity and Adversity. 1 THE Lord-how tender is his love! Hence, all her fears my soul derives, 2 He showers the manna from above, 3 He bids distress forget to groan, 4 His power directs the rushing wind, 5 For me, O Lord, whatever lot The hours commissioned bring, 6 O, grant that still, with grateful heart, My years resigned may run : 'Tis thine to give, or to resume; 314 397 C. M. The Benefit of Affliction. PARADISE ST. COL. 1 O GOD, to thee my sinking soul Thy love can all my griefs control, 2 How oft, when black misfortune's band 3 The tempest that obscured the sky, From earthly care and sensual joy, 4 Affliction's blast hath made me learn And humbly seek, with deep concern, 5 Then rage, ye storms! ye billows, roar! 398 C. M. MERRICK. Acquiescence in the divine Will. 1 AUTHOR of good, we rest on thee; Thine ever-watchful eye Alone our real wants can see, Thy hand alone supply. |