SINCE we can't doubt God's equal love, Unmeasurably kind,
To his unerring, gracious will Be ev'ry wish resign'd;
Good, when he gives, supremely good; Nor less when he denies ; Ev'n crosses from his sov'reign hand Are blessings in disguise.
2 Whate'er I ask, I surely know, And stedfastly believe,
6 Thy secret hand we bless; on thee He will the thing desir'd bestow,
O Lord, we can depend,
Thou betwixt us and misery Of ev'ry kind dost stand.
533.* T. 212.
THE will of God is always best,
His will be done for ever; Those who confide in him are blest, And prove his love and favor. He helps indeed-in time of need,
'Midst chastisements he saveth; Those who depend-on God their Friend
He never, never leaveth.
2 His comforts daily me sustain, He lends me his assistance; To what he doth for me ordain I'll yield without resistance: True is his word, that ev'n the Lord My hairs in mercy numbers;
He guards and wakes,-care of me takes,
And all my wants remembers.
Or else a better give;
To thee I therefore, Lord, submit My ev'ry fond request, And own, adoring at thy feet, Thy will is always best..
540.* T. 16. STORMS of trouble may assail us, Yea, life's vessel overwhelm; Yet no danger need appal us, If our Saviour guide the helm. 2 If with willing resignation, Free from care, we acquiesce In his ways, his consolation
Will alleviate our distress,
3 God is mighty to deliver,'
None his power can withstand; In all trials whatsoever
He will be our gracious Friend. 4 When his hour strikes for relieving, Help breaks forth amazingly, And to shame our anxious grieving, Often unexpectedly.
541. T. 22.
WHEN by adversity I'm try'd,
WHAT, my soul, should bow thee In God, my Rock, I will confide,
Perils or temptation?
Is not Christ upon the throne Still thy strong salvation ?
2 Cast thy burden on the Lord, Thy almighty Saviour; He, who death for thee endur'd, Surely will deliver.
3 Mention to him ev'ry want, Yea, whate'er doth grieve thee, If for comfort thou dost pant, Jesus will relieve thee.
4 Turn, my soul, unto thy rest, Quickly turn to Jesus,
He will do for thee what's best, Heal all thy diseases.
5 Mourn, whene'er thou hast forgot Him, whose great compassion Never fails, whose blood hath bought Thy complete salvation.
6 Earthly things do not regard, Trust in Jesus' favor,
He will be thy great reward, And thy shield for ever.
'Midst trials, whatsoe'er they be, Rely on his fidelity.
2 I'll trust my great Physician's skill, Resign'd obey his blessed will; For each disease he knows what's fit, He's wise and good, and I submit.
3 Altho' his med'cine cause me smart, And wound me in the tend'rest part, It is with a design to cure,
I must and will his touch endure. 4 Lord Jesus Christ, afford me grace, In ev'ry trial thee to praise: O let thy sacred will be mine, To thee myself I now resign.
542.* T. 83.
MY Redeemer knoweth me, Both in joy and in affliction; O my soul, now joyful be,
Trust thy Shepherd's kind direction: His own sheep he knows by name, And to bless them is his aim,
THRICE happy are the feeble souls Whose strength is only in their God!
Since each the fiercest pow'rs controls,
By faith in Jesus' precious blood: In combat they maintain the field, Because Jehovah is their Shield.
GOD of my life! on thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint! Where should I lodge my deep com- plaint?
Where but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor!
3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, And thou refuse that mourner's plea? Doth not the word still fix'd remain, That none shall seek thy face in vain?
4 That were a grief I could not bear, Didst thou not hear and answer pray'r; But a pray'r-hearing, answ'ring God, Supports me under ev'ry load."
5 Poor tho' I am, despis'd, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.
547.* T. 580. JESUS, our Guardian, Guide and
Friend, Now thy protecting wings extend,
Thy children save from harm; Would Satan seek us to devour, Against his malice, craft and pow'r, Defend us by thy outstretch'd arm.
548.* T. 68. THANKS for ever be, Jesus, unto thee,
That thy strength doth us enable To adhere to thee, tho' feeble; That thou hear'st our pray❜rs, And regard'st our tears.
549. T. 149. MIDST all trials may I cleave Unto thee, my Saviour; Ah, my inmost soul doth grieve When I miss that favor: Might thy grace-but always, And thy constant nearness, Keep my soul in clearness!
550. T. 167. THO' by trials strong surrounded Yet thro' Jesus' gracious care,
This poor heart is not confounded, He doth all my suff'rings share; On his pow'rful aid reclining,
Calm I'll ev'ry grief sustain, Bear the cross without repining, Till the glorious crown I gain.
TE DEUM LAUDAMUS.
LORD GOD, thy praise we sing, To thee our thanks we bring. Both heav'nand earth doth worship thee, Thou Father of eternity.
To thee all angels loudly cry, The heav'ns and all the pow'rs on high: Cherubs and seraphim proclaim And thrice holy to thy name: cry Holy is our Lord God, Holy is our Lord God, Holy is our Lord God, The Lord of Sabaoth!
With splendor of thy glory spread Is heav'n and earth replenished. Th' apostles' glorious company, The prophets' fellowship, praise thee. The noble and victorious host Of martyrs make of thee their boast. The holy church, in ev'ry place Throughout the earth, exalts thy praise.
Thee, Father, God on heav'ns throne Thy only and beloved Son, The Holy Ghost, who Christ displays, The church doth worship thank and praise.
O Christ, thou glorious King we own Thee to be God's eternal Son. Didst not abhor the virgin's womb. Thou, undertaking in our room, The pains of death o'ercome by thee, Made heav'n to all believers free. At God's right hand thou hast thy seat, And in thy Father's glory great ; And we believe the day's decreed, When thou shalt judge the quick & dead,
Promote, we pray, thy servants' good, Redeem'd with thy most precious blood; Among thy saints make us ascend To glory that shall never end.
Thy people with salvation crown, Bless those, O Lord, that are thy own: Govern thy church, and, Lord, advance For ever thine inheritance.
From day to day, O Lord, do we Highly exalt and honor thee: Thy name we worship and adore, World without end, for evermore. Vouchsafe, O Lord, we humbly pray, To keep us safe from sin this day. O Lord, have mercy on us all; Have mercy on us, when we call. Thy mercy, Lord, to us dispense, According to our confidence. Lord, we have put our trust in thee, Confounded let us never be.
T. 132. ALL glory to the sov'reign Good, And Father of compassion! To God our help and sure abode; Whose gracious visitation Renews his blessings ev'ry day, And taketh all our griefs away; Give to our God the glory! 2 The heav'nly hosts with awe show forth The praise of their Creator; All creatures, both in heav'n and earth, Whate'er exists in nature, Speak their divine Original, Impress'd most wisely on them all; Give to our God the glory! 3 What is created by our God Enjoys his preservation; He doth extend o'er all abroad
His father-like compassion; Throughout the kingdom of his grace Prevail his truth and righteousness:
Give to our God the glory! 4 In my distress I rais'd with faith To God my supplication; My Saviour rescu'd me from death, And gave me consolation; This makes my heart with thankfulness Rejoice before the God of grace;
Give to our God the glory!
5 The Lord hath ever to his flock Kept without separation; He doth abide our Shield and Rock, Our peace and our salvation ; He leads us with a mother's care, Protects from danger, guards from fear: Give to our God the glory!
6 Yea, when all creatures here deny Their help and consolation, Our great Creator then is nigh With succor and compassion, And sets the humble souls at rest, That live forsaken and opprest:
Give to our God the glory! 7 As long as I have breath in me I will sound forth his praises; His precious, saving name shall be Exalted in all places; My heart, with all thy strength adore The God of grace, the God of pow'r, And give him all the glory! 8 Ye who profess his sacred name, Give to our God the glory! Ye who his pow'r know and pro- claim,
Give to our God the glory! Rejoice from all vain idols freed, The Lord is God, he's God indeed, Give to our God the glory; Now then before his face appear, With praises and thanksgiving, With awe his holy name revere,
And join with all the living, T' extol the wonders he hath wrought, His mighty deeds, surpassing thought, Give to our God the glory!
I'LL praise thee with my heart and tongue,
O Lord, my soul's delight, Declaring to the world in song Thy glory, praise and might. 2 Thou art th' eternal Source of grace, The Source of lasting bliss; From thee unto the human race Flows ev'ry happiness.
3 What are we? what do we possess, While here on earth below, Which thy great love and tenderness Doth not on us bestow?
4 Who spreads the lofty firmament, And starry skies around? Who makes the dew and rain descend To fructify the ground?
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