HYMN 349. L. M. Dresden. [b]
Return of Joy.

WHEN darkness long has veiled my mind,

And smiling day once more appears,

Then, my Redeemer, then I find
The folly of my doubts and fears.
2 I chide my unbelieving heart,
And blush that I should ever be
Thus prone to act so base a part,
Or harbour one hard thought of thee.
3 0, let me, then, at length be taught
(What I am still so slow to learn)
That God is Love, and changes not,
Nor knows the shadow of a turn.
4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat!
But, when my faith is sharply tried,
I find myself a learner yet,-
Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide.

5 But, O my Lord, one look from thee
Subdues the disobedient will,
Drives doubt and discontent away,
And thy rebellious worm is still.
6 Thou art as ready to forgive,
As I am ready to repine;

Thou therefore all the praise receive;
Be shame and self-abhorrence mine.

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Cowper. HYMN 350. L. P. M. St. Helen's. [*] Fervent Vows and Petitions.

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HEE will I love, my strength and tower, Thee will I love, my joy and crown; Thee will I love with all my power, In all my works, and thee alone! Thee will I love, till that pure fire Fill my whole soul with chaste desire. -2 In darkness willingly I strayed; I sought thee, yet from thee I roved: For wide my wandering thoughts were spread, Thy creatures more than thee I loved; And now, if more at length I see,

'Tis through thy light, and comes from thee.

-3 I thank thee, Uncreated Sun,

That thy bright beams on me have shined;
I thank thee, who hast overthrown
My foes, and healed my wounded mind;

I thank thee, whose enlivening voice
Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice.
4 Give to my eyes refreshing tears;
Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires;
Give to my soul, with filial fears,
The love that all heaven's host inspires;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.

-5 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown!
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God!
Thee will I love, though all may frown,
And thorns and briers perplex my road;
Yea, when my flesh and heart decay,
Thee shall I love in endless day.

HYMN 351.

Moravian.

L. M. Nazareth. [bor *]
A Good Conscience.

p1 SWEET peace of conscience, heavenly

guest!

Come, fix thy mansion in my breast;
Dispel my doubts, my fears control;
And heal the anguish of my soul.

o 2 Come, smiling hope, and joy sincere;
Come, make your constant dwelling here;
Still let your presence cheer my heart,
Nor sin compel you to depart.

3 Thou God of hope and peace divine,
Oh! make these sacred pleasures mine!
Forgive my sins, my fears remove,
And send the tokens of thy love.

8 4 Then should my eyes, without a tear,
See death, with all its terrors, near:
My heart should then in death rejoice,
And raptures tune my faltering voice.
g 5 Nay, should the frame of nature fall,
And flames surround this earthly ball;
Ev'n then, my soul without dismay
The mighty ruin would survey.

8 6 Yes, for beyond these lower skies
New worlds salute my longing eyes;

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Blest worlds! where peace her throne main And everlasting glory reigns.

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Heginbotham.

HYMN 352. C. M. Lanesboro'. [b or *]

The Request.

FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss
Thy sovereign will denies,

Accepted at thy throne of grace,

Let this petition rise :

2 "Give me a calm, a thankful heart.
From every murmur free;

The blessings of thy grace impart,
And make me live to thee.

3 "Let the sweet hope that I am thine,
My life and death attend;

Thy presence through my journey shine,
And crown my journey's end."

HYMN 353. 8 & 7. Smyrna. [*]

Steele.

"Yea, though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no Evil." Ps. xxiii, 4.

p1 GENTLY, Lord, O gently lead us

Through this gloomy vale of tears, Through the changes thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears.

s O refresh us with thy blessing,

O refresh us with thy grace;
May thy mercies, never ceasing,
Fit us for thy dwelling-place.

p 2 When temptation's darts assail us,
When in devious paths we stray,
Let thy goodness never fail us,
Lead us in thy perfect way.

O refresh us with thy blessing, &c.
p 3 In the hour of pain and anguish,
In the hour when death draws near,
Suffer not our hearts to languish,
Suffer not our souls to fear.

O refresh us with thy blessing, &c.
e 4 When this mortal life is ended,
Bid us in thine arms to rest,
o Till by angel bands attended,
We awake among the blest.

O refresh us with thy blessing, &c.
5 Then, O crown us with thy blessing,
Through the triumphs of thy grace;
Then shall praises never ceasing
Echo through thy dwelling-place.

O refresh us with thy blessing, &c.

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HYMN 354. L. M. Dresden. [b]

Submission.

WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will!

Tumultuous passions, all be still!
Nor let a murmuring thought arise;
His ways are just, his counsels wise.
e 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells,
Performs his work, the cause conceals;
But though his methods are unknown,
Judgment and truth support his throne.
3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas,
He executes his firm decrees;

And by his saints it stands confessed,
That what he does is ever best.

4 Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait,
Prostrate before his awful seat:
And midst the terrors of his rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.

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Beddome.

HYMN 355. C. M. Dundee. [* or b]

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Resignation.

AY I remember, Lord, to thee,
Whate'er I have I owe;

And back, in gratitude, from me,
May all thy bounties flow.

2 Thy gifts are only then enjoyed,
When used as talents lent;
Those talents only well employed,
When in thy service spent.

3 And though thy wisdom takes away
Shall I arraign thy will?

o No, let me bless thy name, and say, The Lord is gracious still."

4 A pilgrim through the earth I roam,
Of nothing long possessed,

And all must fail when I go home,
For this is not my rest.

5 Write but my name upon the roll
Of thy redeemed above;

Then, heart, and mind, and strength, and soul,

I'll love thee for thy love.

Montgomery.

HYMN 356. L. P. M. Dresden. [b] "For we have not an High Priest who cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin." Heb. iv, 15.

e1 WHEN gathering clouds around I view,
And days are dark, and friends are few,

On him I lean, who, not in vain,
Experienced every human pain;
He sees my wants, allays my fears,
And counts and treasures up my tears.
-2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray
From heavenly virtue's narrow way,
To fly the good I would pursue,
Or do the sin I would not do,
Still he who felt temptation's power
Shall guard me in that dangerous hour.

-3 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend,
Which covers all that was a friend;
And from his voice, his hand, his smile,
Divides me-for a little while,-
Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed,
For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead.
4 And O, when I have safely past
Through every conflict-but the last,'
Still, still unchanging, watch beside
My painful bed,-for thou hast died;
Then point to realms of cloudless day,
And wipe the latest tear away.

Grant.

HYMN 357. 8, 7 & 4. Tamworth. [*]
Divine Faithfulness.

IN the floods of tribulation,

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While the billows o'er me roll,

e Jesus whispers consolation,

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And supports my fainting soul;
Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, praise the Lord.

e 2 In his darkest dispensations,

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Faithful doth the Lord appear,
With his richest consolations,
To reanimate and cheer:

Sweet affliction,

Thus to bring my Saviour near