Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
mf 4 I cast iny burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all:
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall!
THIRD VERSION.-S. M. Boylston. Dover.
Dangerous Prosperity: Prayer.
1 LET sinners choose the road,
That leads them down to death;
But in the worship of my God
I'll spend my daily breath.
2 My thoughts address his throne,
When morning brings the light;
I seek his blessing every noon,
And pay my vows at night.
3 Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal God,
While sinners perish in surprise
Beneath thine angry rod.
4 Because they dwell at ease,
And no sad changes feel,
They will not seek Thee, Lord, to please,
Nor learn to do thy will.
5 But I, secure from harm,
Will lean upon the Lord;
I'll cast my burdens on his arm,
And rest upon his word.
6 Thine arm shall well defend
The children of thy love;
The ground, on which their hopes depend,
No earthly power can move.
FOURTH VERSION.-68. Chaplin.
[Repeat the first 2 lines of the tune.]
Prayer and Trust in God.
mp 1 THOUGH chosen friend betrays,
With whom was counsel sweet,
Whom I was wont to meet,
To walk in Zion's ways;
Yet, Lord, on Thee I call,
And I shall never fall!
mp 2 When evening spreads its wing,
When morning pours its light,
And noon-day sun shines bright,
To Thee I cry, my King!—
God hears my earnest voice,
And makes my soul rejoice!
mp 3 The wicked will not pray:
Unchasten'd by the rod,
The sinner fears not God:
Love not his downward way,
But make the Lord your trust,
For He doth shield the just!
FIFTH VERSION.-88 Northfield. Berkley.
Longing after God.
mp 1 0, HAD I but wings like a dove,
From earth I would take my quick flight,
Would mount to the regions above,
And dwell in the splendors of light:—
2 Would fly from the cares, that perplex,
From sorrows, that darken my joy,
From storms and the tempests, that vex,
From all the mishaps, that annoy:—
3 Would wander away from my race,
And in the rude desert unblest,-
Of footsteps of man without trace,—
I there should find sweetness of rest.
Aff 4 O Lord! wilt Thou give me repose,
Repose, though the tempest I see,
The peace, which from patience outflows,
The joy, which is found but in Thee!
56. FIRST VERSION.-L. M. Somers. Salisbury.
1 BE Thou my refuge, God of might!
For men my peace and bliss annoy;
Mine enemies urge on the fight,
And would my very life destroy:
Stretch out thine arm, O Thou most high,
And bring the needed succor nigh!
2 What time my num'rous foes I fear,
In Thee, O God! I'll put my trust;
To Thee I'll cry, for Thou art near,
And ever wilt Thou shield the just;
Then will I praise thy faithful word,
And bless thy pow'r and grace, O Lord!
3 My soul, redeem'd from threaten'd death,
My feet, sav'd from the secret snare,-
I'll bless Thee, Lord, while I have breath,
And never in thy praise forbear:
Thee I extol, my God and shield!
To Thee my rescued life I yield!
SECOND VERSION.-C. M. Putney. Dedham.
Confidence in God.
1 IN God, most holy, just, and true,
I have repos'd my trust,
Nor will I fear what man can do,
The offspring of the dust.
2 When to thy throne I raise my cry,
The wicked fear and flee ;-
So swift is pray'r to reach the sky,
So near is God to me!
9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord,
Thou shalt receive my praise:
mf I'll sing, "How faithful is thy word?
How righteous all thy ways?"
4 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death,
O, set a pris'ner free!
That heart and hand, and life and breath
May be employ'd for Thee!
THIRD VERSION.-S. M. St. Thomas. Paddington.
Prayer in Temptation.
1 BE Thou, O God of might!
My refuge from the foe,
For lo, my foes urge on the fight,
And would my soul o'erthrow!
2 Stretch out, O Thou most High,
Thine arm of matchless power,
And bring the needed succor nigh,
And save me evermore!
3 My soul redeem'd from hell,
And fill'd with heav'nly joy,-
Thy wondrous grace my lips shall tell,
And songs my lips employ!
57. FIRST VERSION.-L. M. Walton. Winchester. Praise for God's Mercy.
aff 1 MY God, in whom are all the springs
Of boundless love and grace unknown,
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,
Till the dark cloud be overblown.
2 Up to the heav'ns I send my cry,—
The Lord will my desires perform;
He sends his angels from the sky,
And saves me from the threat'ning storm.
f 3 Be Thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav'ns, where angels dwell ;
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.
4 My heart is fix'd, my song shall raise
Immortal honors to his name:
Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,
My tongue, the glory of my frame!
5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die.
6 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav'ns, where angels dwell;
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell!
SECOND VERSION.-L. M. Windham. Duke Street.
Prayer for Protection and Mercy.
Aff 1 BE merciful in my distress,
O God of mercy and of love!
O, send me in thy righteousness
Deliverance from heav'n above.
2 To Thee I look, O God most high!
For thy rich grace, that never fails,
For strength, when tempting foe is nigh,
For rescue, when that foe prevails.
3 The peace, from firmest faith that springs,
That peace, O Lord, on me bestow;
Beneath the shadow of thy wings
May I the safest refuge know.
4 Thy mercy, Lord, exceeds all thought,
Thy truth extends above the sky;
Eternal praise to Thee be brought
From all below and all on high!
THIRD VERSION.-C. M. Ferry. Mear.
Prayer and Praise.
Aff 1 O GOD! be merciful to me :
My soul on Thee I cast;
Unto thy shad'wing wings I flee,
Till woes be overpast.
2 On Thee I'll call, O God most high,
Who dost all things perform;
And Thou wilt send down from the sky,
And save me from the storm.
f 3 Be Thou exalted on thy throne
Above the heav'ns, my God!
And let thy glory be made known
Through all the earth abroad!
4 To praise Thee will I early rise,
And join th' assembled crowds;
Thy mercy reacheth to the skies,
Thy truth unto the clouds!
f 5 Be Thou exalted on thy throne
Above the heav'ns, my God!
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