136. C. M. HERVEY. God's Providence always Kind. 1 THROUGH all the downward tracts of time 2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love, To his unerring, gracious will 3 Good when he gives, supremely good Even crosses from his sovereign hand 137. C. M. ANONYMOUS. God Just and Wise in Afflictions. 1 IF Providence, to try my heart, 2 Whate'er he orders must be just; 3 The mind to which I owe my own And he to whom my faults are known 4 Then, till life's latest sands are run, O teach me, Power Divine, Still to reply, Thy will be done, 138. S. M. DODDRIDGE. God Wise and Merciful in Chastisements. 1 How gracious and how wise 2 He lifts it up on high With pity in his heart, That every stroke his children feel 3 Instructed thus, they bow, And own his sovereign sway; They turn their erring footsteps back To his forsaken way. 4 His covenant love they seek, And seek the happy bands To honor his commands. 5 Our Father! we consent To discipline divine, And bless the pains that make our souls Still more completely thine. 139. L. M. WATTS. God's Protection, Grace, and Truth. Ps. 57. 1 My God, in whom are all the springs 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry: 3 Be thou exalted, O my God! Above the heavens where angels dwell; 4 My heart is fixed-my song shall raise Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, His truth to endless years remains 6 Be thou exalted, O my God! Above the heavens where angels dwell; 140. L. M. DODDRIDGE. God our Refuge and Home. Ps. 90. 1 THOU, Lord, through every changing scene, 2 In thee our fathers sought their rest; 3 Lo, we are risen, a feeble race, 4 Through all the thorny paths we trace When friends desert, and foes invade, 5 So, when this pilgrimage is o'er, 6 To thee our infant race we leave ; Them may their fathers' God receive, That voices yet unformed may raise Succeeding hymns of humble praise. 12* 141. C. M. TATE & BRADY. God our Deliverer and Comforter. Ps. 34. 1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still 2 Of his deliverance I will boast 3 Their drooping hearts were soon refreshed 4 The hosts of God encamp around 5 0, make but trial of his love: How blest they are, and only they, 142. L. P. M. TATE & BRADY. God our Refuge. Ps. 46. 1 God is our refuge in distress— |