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2 The burning bush was not consumed
Whilst God remained there ;
Found fire as soft as air.
But Zion's God sits by,
With an observant eye.
His wounds a cure intend;
He loves us to the end.
SELINÀ; COUNTESS OF HUNTINGDON. 1772, 1149 My peace I give unto you.—John 14. 27. 1
PEACE, perfect peace—in this dark world The blood of Jesus whispers peace within. 2 Peace, perfect peace-by thronging duties
To do the will of Jesus, this is best. (pressed ? 3 Peace, perfect peace-with sorrows surging
round? On Jesus' bosom nought but calm is found. 4 Peace, perfect peace—with loved ones far
In Jesus' keeping we are safe and they. [away? 5 Peace, perfect peace—our future all unknown ?
Jesus we know, and He is on the throne. 6 Peace, perfect peace-death shadowing us and
ours ? Jesus hath vanquished death and all its powers. 7 It is enough-earth's troubles soon shall cease; And Jesus calls us to heaven's perfect peace.
E. H. BICKERSTETH. 1876. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE:
PATIENCE AND SUBMISSION.
C.M. 1150 Thou hast holden me by my right hand.
Ps. 73. 23. 1 AOD, my supporter, and my hope, 1 Thine arm of mercy held me up
When sinking in despair.
Through this dark wilderness;
To dwell before Thy face.
'Twould be no joy to me;
I long for none but Thee.
And flesh and heart should faint ?
my soul's eternal Rock,
Shall be my sweet employ;
ISAAC WATTS. 1709. 1151 Make haste to help me, O Lord my salvation.
Ps. 38. 22. 1 Go 0 not far from me, O my Strength,
Whom all my times obey ;
Take from me anything Thou wilt,
But go not Thou away-
Deal with me as it may.
In weakness and distress;
Lest I should love Thee less;
To need Thy tenderness !
No outward eye can trace;
With darkness on its face,
As in a secret place.
And flesh and heart give way,
With passive trust I stay,
The darkness shines like day.
For Christ, my Lord, hath died;
For He was crucified;
That keeps me near His side.
My heart is strong to bear;
And peaceful in Thy care.
A. L. WARING, 1850
10.4. 1152 I am thy God, who teacheth thee to profit.
Isa. 48. 17. 1 DO not ask, O Lord, that life may be
A pleasant road; I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me
Aught of its load : 2 I do not ask that flowers should always spring
Beneath my feet;
Of things too sweet. 3 For one thing only, Lord, dear Lord, I plead,
Lead me aright, Though strength should falter, and though heart should bleed,
Through peace to light. 4 I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst shed
Full radiance here; Give but a ray of peace, that I may
My way to see;
And follow Thee.
Divine Like quiet night: Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall shine, Through peace to light.
A. A. PROCTOR. 1860.
The will of the Lord be done. -Acts 21. 14. 1 WORSHIP Thee, sweet will of God!
And all Thy ways adore,
To love Thee more and more.
2 I have no cares, O blessed will!
For all my cares are Thine;
Hast made Thy triumphs mine. 3 When obstacles and trials seem
Like prison walls to be,
And leave the rest to Thee.
From grief can set me free,
And gladly waits on Thee.
Its end can never miss,
More angel-like than this.
Thou glorious will! ride on ;
The road that Thou hast gone.
To him no chance is lost;
It triumphs at his cost.
And unblest good is ill;
F. W. FABER. 1862. 1154 Like as a father pitieth his children, so the
Lord pitieth them that fear Him.-Ps. 103. 13. 1 YHEW pity, Lord! for we are frail and faint;
We fade away, O list to our complaint;