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"My times are in thy hand."

FATHER, I know that all my life

Is portioned out for me,

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.

I ask thee for a thoughtful love,

Through constant watching wise,
To meet the glad with joyful smiles,
And to wipe the weeping eyes;
And a heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathize.

Wherever in the world I am,
In whatsoe'er estate,

I have a fellowship with hearts
To keep and cultivate;
And a work of lowly love to do
For the Lord on whom I wait.

Anna L. Waring.

375. "Ye have not received the spirit of bondage." I ASK thee for the daily strength, To none that ask denied;

And a mind to blend with outward life

While keeping at thy side :
Content to fill a little space,
If thou be glorified.

And if some things I do not ask
In my cup of blessing be,

I would have my spirit filled the more
With grateful love to thee, -
More careful, not to serve thee much,
But to please thee perfectly.

In a service which thy will appoints,
There are no bonds for me;

For my inmost heart is taught "the truth"
That makes thy children "free: "

And a life of self-renouncing love
Is a life of liberty.

Anna L. Waring.

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BEYOND, beyond that boundless sea,
Above that dome of sky,
Farther than thought itself can flee,
Thy dwelling is on high :
Yet dear the awful thought to me,
That thou, my God, art nigh.

We hear thy voice when thunders roll
Through the wide fields of air;
The waves obey thy dread control,
But still thou art not there :
Where shall I find him, O my soul,
Who yet is everywhere?

Oh, not in circling depth nor height,
But in the conscious breast;

Present to faith, though veiled from sight,
There doth his Spirit rest !

Oh, come, thou Presence Infinite,

And make thy creature blest! AMEN.

377."

"Praise the Lord.

Josiah Conder.

... Stormy wind fulfilling his word."

Go not far from me, O my Strength,
Whom all my times obey;

Take from me anything thou wilt,

But go not thou away;

And let the storm that does thy work
Deal with me as it may.

Thy love has many a lighted path

No outward eye can trace,

And my heart sees thee in the deep,

With darkness on its face,

And communes with thee, 'mid the storm, As in a secret place.

When I am feeble as a child,

And flesh and heart give way,

Then on thy everlasting strength,

With passive trust I stay;

And the rough wind becomes a song,
The darkness shines like day.

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379.

"Our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory."

Он, let him whose sorrow

No relief can find, Trust in God, and borrow

Ease for heart and mind.

God will never leave thee,

All thy want ne knows,
Feels the pains that grieve thee,
Sees thy cares and woes.

Raise thine eyes to heaven
When thy spirits quail,
When, by tempests driven,
Heart and courage fail.
When in grief we languish,
He will dry the tear,
Who his children's anguish
Soothes with succor near.

Heinrich S. Oswald. Tr. by Frances E. Cox.

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YEA, I will extol thee,

Lord of life and light!
For thine arm upheld me,
Turned my foes to flight.

Grief may, like a stranger,
For a night sojourn,
Yet shall joy to-morrow
With the sun return.

Thou hast turned my mourning
Into minstrelsy,

Girded me with gladness,
Set my thraldom free;
Thee my ransomed powers
Henceforth shall adore, -
Thee, my great Deliverer,
Bless for evermore.

AMEN.

James Montgomery

DUMFRIES. 6.5. Double.

Sir JOSEPH BARNBY.

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"Thou crownest the year with thy goodness."

SUMMER suns are glowing
Over land and sea,
Happy light is flowing
Bountiful and free.
Everything rejoices

In the mellow rays,
All earth's thousand voices
Swell the psalm of praise.
God's free mercy streameth
Over all the world,
And his banner gleameth
Everywhere unfurled.
Broad and deep and glorious
As the heaven above,
Shines in might victorious
His eternal Love.
Lord, upon our blindness
Thy pure radiance pour;
For thy loving-kindness
Make us love thee more.
We will never doubt thee,
Though thou veil thy light;

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