2 The burning bush was not consumed

Whilst God remained there ;
The three, when Jesus made the fourth,

Found fire as soft as air.
3 God's furnace doth in Zion stand

But Zion's God sits by,
As the refiner views his gold,

With an observant eye.
4 His thoughts are high, His love is wise,

His wounds a cure intend;
And, though He does not always smile,

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.



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.
2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet

Through this dark wilderness;
Thy hand conduct me near Thy seat,

To dwell before Thy face.
3 Were I in heaven, without my God,

'Twould be no joy to me;
And whilst this earth is mine abode,

I long for none but Thee.
4 What if the springs of life were broke,

And flesh and heart should faint ?
God is

my soul's eternal Rock,
The strength of every saint.
5 Still to draw near to Thee, my God,

Shall be my sweet employ;
My tongue shall sound Thy works abroad,
And tell the world my joy.

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-
And let the storm that does Thy work

Deal with me as it may.
2 On Thy compassion I repose

In weakness and distress;
I will not ask for greater ease,

Lest I should love Thee less;
O't a blessed thing for me

To need Thy tenderness !
3 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.
4 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.
5 There is no death for me to fear,

For Christ, my Lord, hath died;
There is no curse in this my pain,

For He was crucified;
And it is fellowship with Him

That keeps me near His side.
6 My heart is fixed, O God, my Strength,

My heart is strong to bear;
I will be joyful in Thy love,

And peaceful in Thy care.
Deal with me for my Saviour's sake,
According to His prayer.

A. L. WARING, 1850

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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;
I know too well the poison and the sting

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

Without a fear.
5 I do not ask my cross to understand,

My way to see;
Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand,

And follow Thee.
6 Joy is like restless day; but peace

Divine Like quiet night: Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall shine, Through peace to light.

A. A. PROCTOR. 1860.

C.M. 1153

The will of the Lord be done. -Acts 21. 14. 1 WORSHIP Thee, sweet will of God!

And all Thy ways adore,
And every day I live, I seem

To love Thee more and more.

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2 I have no cares, O blessed will!

For all my cares are Thine;
I live in triumph, Lord! for Thou

Hast made Thy triumphs mine. 3 When obstacles and trials seem

Like prison walls to be,
I do the little I can do,

And leave the rest to Thee.
4 And when it seems no chance or change

From grief can set me free,
Hope finds its strength in helplessness,

And gladly waits on Thee.
5 Man's weakness, waiting upon God,

Its end can never miss,
For men on earth no work can do

More angel-like than this.
6 Ride on, ride on triumphantly,

Thou glorious will! ride on ;
Faith's pilgrim-sons behind Thee take

The road that Thou hast gone.
7 He always wins who sides with God,

To him no chance is lost;
God's will is sweetest to him when

It triumphs at his cost.
8 Ill that He blesses is our good,

And unblest good is ill;
And all is right that seems most wrong,
If it be His sweet will.

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;

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