28 REJOICE WITH TREMBLING. 29 Rejoice with trembling; yet rejoice; No will can silence or control; Rejoice with trembling; every good Toil, rest, affliction, and relief, The cheering sound, the chastening rod, HEAR OUR PRAYERS. (CHANT.) Hear, Father, hear our prayer! Thou who art pity where sorrow prevaileth ; Thou who art safety when mortal help faileth, Strength to the feeble, and hope to despair : Hear, Father, hear our prayer! Hear, Father, hear our prayer! Wandering alone in the land of the stranger, Be with all travellers in sickness and danger; Guard Thou their path, guide their feet from the snare: Hear, Father, hear our prayer! Hear Thou the poor that cry! Help us to help them and lighten their sorrow; Grant them the sunshine of hope for the morrow; They are Thy children; their trust is on high: Hear Thou the poor that cry! Dry Thou the mourner's tear! Bind up the wounds of time-hallowed affection; Grant to the widow and orphan protection; Be in their trouble a friend ever near : Dry Thou the mourner's tear! Hear, Father, hear our prayer! Long hath Thy goodness our footsteps attended; Be with the pilgrim whose journey is ended, When at Thy summons for death we prepare: Hear, Father, hear our prayer! 30 GOD OUR STRENGTH. (Isaiah xl: 28–31.) Have ye not seen? have ye not heard? Yes! ye have heard, and ye have seen: Will ever be what He hath been, Who, from the depth of prayer's recess, Was it not told you from the first 31 LOOKING UNTO GOD. (Psalm xxx: 12, 13.) I look to Thee in every need, I feel Thy touch, Eternal Love, And all is well again; The thought of Thee is mightier far Discouraged in the work of life, Shamed by its failures or its fears, I sink beside the road; But let me only think of Thee, And then new heart springs up in me. Thy calmness bends serene above, Around me flows Thy quickening life, Thy presence fills my solitude; Embosomed deep in Thy dear love; 32 JOY AFTER SORROW. Cometh sunshine after rain ; After mourning, joy again; And my soul who from her height None was ever left a prey, Though to-day may not fulfil As God willeth march the hours, I will meet distress and pain, 33 GOD'S COUNSEL UNSEARCHABLE. Wait, O my soul ! thy Maker's will; |