1. My L. MASON. Maker and my King! Το thee my all I owe; Thy sovereign bounty is the spring Whence all my blessings flow. 1 My Maker and my King! To thee my all I owe; Thy sovereign bounty is the spring Whence all my blessings flow. 2 Thou ever good and kind! A thousand reasons move, 3 The creature of thy hand, 4 O, let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine; 183 A. STEELE, 184 1 How gentle God's commands ! How kind his precepts are! "Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care." 2 While Providence supports, Let saints securely dwell; That hand which bears all nature up, 3 Why should this anxious load 4 His goodness stands approved, 185 1 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 1 Lord, I delight in thee, 2 Leave to his sovereign sway To choose and to command: So shalt thou, wondering, own his way, 3 Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought That caused thy needless fear. P. DODDRIDGE. And on thy care depend; 2 Who made my heaven secure, 3 I cast my care on thee! I triumph and adore : 1. My Father!-cheer-ing name! O, may I call J. DAVE. thee mine? Give me the humble hope to claim A por - tion so di - vine. 4 In part we know thy will, 5 With joy shall we survey Thy providence and grace; 188 1 Thou, the eternal Lord, 2 None can with thee compare ; Than heart can e'er conceive. 4 Whene'er thou wilt proceed, Thy work can none withstand, Or frustrate thy determined deed, Or stay th' Almighty's hand. 5 Thou, Lord, art wise alone; Most wonderful thy works we own, Copyright, 1894, by CHAS. H. WOODMAN, Manager. 189 BARNES. 78. D. F. D. BARNES. 1. When dark clouds the stars obscure, And no light shines thro' the sky, Comes this 64 464 prom - ise sweet and sure: "I will guide thee with mine eye." Guide thee thro' the darkest night, Bid the threat'ning shadows fly, in to the blessed light, "I will guide thee with mine eye." 25 Re-demption by his love I find, And cleans-ing through his blood. lone. to know. CHORUS. O 'twas love, 'twas wondrous love! The love of God Used by per. of W. G. FISCHER, owner of Copyright. 1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy praise; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise; Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount- I'm fixed upon it! Mount of thy redeeming love. 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer, Hither by thy help I'm come; Interposed his precious blood. Prone to leave the God I loveHere's my heart, O, take and seal it, Seal it from thy courts above. R. ROBINSON. 192 1 God of light and matchless splendor, Feeble though the praise we bring, Let thy Spirit touch and tender Every heart as now we sing. Heaven above cannot contain thee; At thy presence earth would flee; And though every sin doth pain thee, Still thy mercy spareth me! 1 Mighty God! while angels bless thee, Thou art every creature's theme. 2 For thy rich, thy free redemption, Bright, though veiled in darkness long, Thought is poor, and poor expression; Who can sing that wondrous song? Brightness of the Father's glory! Shall thy praise unuttered lie? Break, my tongue! such guilty silence, Sing the Lord who came to die :3 From the highest throne of glory, To the cross of deepest woe, Came to ransom guilty captives!Flow, my praise, forever flow: Re-ascend, immortal Saviour! Leave thy footstool, take thy throne; Thence return and reign forever |