2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 4 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, Thou, Saviour, mark'st the tears I shed, 335. "As one whom his mother comforteth, so [DOUBLE C.M. will I comfort you."-Isa. lxvi. 13. 1 As helpless as a child who clings And casts his weakness on the strength That keeps him safe from harm So I, my Father, cling to thee, And every passing hour Would link my earthly feebleness 336. 2 As trustful as a child who looks So I to thee, my Saviour, look, Can read the love that will sustain 3 As loving as a child who sits And knows no want while it can have So, sitting at thy feet, my heart And pray that thou wouldst teach me, Lord, "Enoch walked with God." GEN. v. 24. 1 O FOR a closer walk with God, 2 Where is the blessedness I knew 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd, 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, I hate the sins that made thee mourn, [C.M. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Help me to tear it from thy throne, 6 So shall my walk be close with God, So purer light shall mark the road 337. "There the wicked cease from troubling, and [104Tн M. there the weary be at rest."-JOB iii. 17. 1 My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here; Then why should I murmur when trials are near? Be hush'd, my dark spirit,-the worst that can come But shortens my journey, and hastens me home. 2 It is not for me to be seeking my bliss, 3 The thorn and the thistle around me may grow, I would not lie down upon roses below; I ask not my portion, I seek not a rest, 4 Afflictions may damp me, they cannot destroy; One glimpse of his love turns them all into joy: And the bitterest tears, if he smile but on them, Like dew in the sunshine, grow diamond and gem. 5 Let trial and danger my progress oppose, They only make heaven more sweet at the close; Come joy or come sorrow, whate'er A home with my God will make up for it all. may befall, 6 A scrip on my back, and a staff in my hand, I march on in haste through an enemy's land; The road may be rough, but it cannot be long, And I smooth it with hope, and I cheer it with song ¶ 66 338. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all 1 My God, I thank thee, who hast made. So full of splendour and of joy, So many glorious things are here, 2 I thank thee too that thou hast made So many gentle thoughts and deeds That in the darkest spot of earth 3 I thank thee more that all our joy That shadows fall on brightest hours; That thorns remain; So that earth's bliss may be our guide, 4 For thou, who knowest, Lord, how soon Hast given us joys, tender and true, So that we see, gleaming on high, Diviner things. [P.M. 5 I thank thee, Lord, that thou hast kept We have enough, yet not too much A yearning for a deeper peace, 6 I thank thee, Lord, that here our souls, Can never find, although they seek, Nor ever shall, until they lean, On Jesus' breast. 339. "My soul is even as a weaned child." 1 FATHER, I know that all my life And the changes that are sure to come I do not fear to see: But I ask thee for a present mind, Intent on pleasing thee. 2 I ask thee for a thoughtful love, 3 I would not have the restless will Seeking for some great thing to do, I would be treated as a child, [P.M. |