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Give ear to this thy family,
And help us when we pray!
Around our vessel roar,
To view the rocky shore!
2 The cross our Master bore for us ;
For Him we fain would bear;
And courage to despair!
Our sinking faith renew!
O send his patience too !
1 PEACE, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan
Hath taught these rocks the notes of woe ; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan,
And let thy tears forget to flow; Behold the precious balm is found, To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound.
2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed;
Unburden here the weighty load ;
And trust the mercy of thy God.
Peace from God.
In silence soft and sweet ;
At thy great Sovereign's feet. 2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard,
Yet gladly I attend ;
Proclaims himself my Friend. 3 Harmonious accents to my soul
The sound of peace convey;
And winds and seas obey.
On every hand I see;
Lead all my thoughts to thee!
To earth's remotest bound,
Thy love my path surround.
And reaches to the skies;
Thy goodness never dies.
The hand of God I see;
Our Father's Providence.
And all the blessings I receive
Ceaseless proceed from thee. 5 In all the varying scenes of time,
On thee my hopes depend; Through every age, in every clime, My Father and my Friend !
L. M. 170 1 Through all the various, shifting scene
Of life's mistaken ill or good,
The beautiful vicissitude.
Howe'er unjustly we complain,
Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. 3 All things on earth, and all in heaven,
On thine eternal will depend ;
Would man pursue th' appointed end. 4 Be this my care! — to all beside
Indifferent let my wishes be ;
And fixed my soul, great God, on thee. 171 1 FATHER of mercies, God of love,
My Father and my God,
And spread thy praise abroad.
2 In every period of my life
Thy thoughts of love appear;
And crown each lengthening year. 3 In every changing state of life,
Each bright, each gloomy scene,
Still equal and serene.
Free from distressing fear;
If thou art with me there.
He bowed to hear my cry ;
And brought salvation nigh.
And taught my cheerful tongue
And raise my soul in song. 3 How many are thy thoughts of love!
Thy mercies, Lord, how great!
Their numbers to repeat.
And light and peace depart,
And bears me on his heart.
8 & 7s. 1 LEAD us, Heavenly Father, lead us
O'er the world's tempestuous sea; Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,
For we have no help but thee; Still possessing every blessing
If our God our Father be.
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy,
Pleasures time can never cloy.
Nothing shall our peace destroy. 174
7s M. 61.
The Child of God.
Make me teachable and mild,
Make me as a weaned child ;
Pleased with all that pleases thee.
Let me as a child receive;
Calmly to thy wisdom leave:
Why should I the burden bear ?
On a care beyond his own;
Fears to stir a step alone ;