3 Safely conduct us, by thy grace,
Through life's perplexing road;
And place us, when that journey's o'er,
At thy right hand, O God.
Prayer for Prudence and Wisdom.
1 FATHER of light, conduct my feet
Through life's dark, dangerous road;
Let each advancing step still bring
Me nearer to my God.
2 Let heaven-eyed prudence be my guide,
And when I go astray,
Recall my feet from folly's path
To wisdom's better way.
3 That heavenly wisdom from above Abundantly impart ;
And let it guard, and guide, and warm, And penetrate my heart,
4 Till it shall lead me to thyself,
Fountain of bliss and love,
And all my darkness be dispersed
In endless light above.
Doing all to the Glory of God.
1 TEACH me, my God and King,
In all things thee to see;
And what I do in any thing,
To do it as for thee!
2 To scorn the senses' sway,
While still to thee I tend ;
In all I do be thou the way,
In all be thou the end.
3 All may of thee partake:
Nothing so small can be,
But draws, when acted for thy sake,
Greatness and worth from thee.
4 If done beneath thy laws,
E'en servile labors shine;
Hallowed is toil, if this the cause,
The meanest work divine.
Living to the Glory of God.
10 THOU who hast, at thy command,
The hearts of all men in thy hand,
Our wayward, erring hearts incline
To have no other will but thine.
2 Our wishes, our desires, control; Mould every purpose of the soul; O'er all may we victorious be
That stands between ourselves and thee;
3 Thrice blest will all our blessings be,
When we can look through them to thee:
When each glad heart its tribute pays
Of love, and gratitude, and praise.
4 And while we to thy glory live,
May we to thee all glory give,
Until the final summons come,
That calls thy willing servants home.
1 FEEBLE, helpless, how shall I
Learn to live and learn to die?
Who, O God, my guide shall be?
Who shall lead thy child to thee?
2 Blesséd Father, gracious One,
Thou hast sent thy holy Son:
He will give the light I need;
He my trembling steps will lead.
3 Through this world, uncertain, dim,
Let me ever lean on him,
From his precepts wisdom draw,
Make his life my solemn law.
4 Thus in deed, and thought, and word,
Led by Jesus Christ the Lord,
In my weakness, thus shall I
Learn to live and learn to die;
5 Learn to live in peace and love,
Like the perfect ones above;
Learn to die without a fear,
Feeling thee, my Father, near.
Choosing the better Part.
1 BESET with snares on every hand,
In life's uncertain path I stand:
Father divine, diffuse thy light,
To guide my doubtful footsteps right.
2 Engage this roving, treacherous heart Wisely to choose the "better part;" To scorn the trifles of a day,
For joys that none can take away.
3 Then let the wildest storms arise;
Let tempests mingle earth and skies;
No fatal shipwreck shall I fear,
But all my treasures with me bear.
4 If thou, my Father, still be nigh,
Cheerful I live, and joyful die;
Secure, when mortal comforts flee,
To find ten thousand worlds in thee.
For the continual Help of God.
1 BE with me, Lord, where'er I go;
Teach me what thou wouldst have me do;
Suggest whate'er I think or say;
Direct me in thy narrow way.
2 Prevent me, lest I harbor pride,
Lest I in mine own strength confide;
Show me my weakness; let me see
I have my power, my all, from thee.
3 Enrich me alway with thy love;
My kind protection ever prove;
Thy signet put upon my breast,
And let thy Spirit on me rest.
4 Assist and teach me how to pray;
Incline my nature to obey;
What thou abhorr'st, that let me flee,
And only love what pleases thee.
HENRY MOORE.
For Steadiness of Principle.
1 AMIDST a world of hopes and fears,
A wild of cares, and toils, and tears,
Where foes alarm and dangers threat,
And pleasures kill, and glories cheat,-
2 Shed down, O Lord, a heavenly ray
To guide me in the doubtful way;
And o'er me hold thy shield of power,
To guard me in the dangerous hour.
3 Teach me the flattering paths to shun,
In which the thoughtless many run,
Who for a shade the substance miss,
And grasp their ruin in their bliss.
4 May never pleasure, wealth, or pride,
Allure my wandering soul aside;
But through this maze of mortal ill,
Safe lead me to thy heavenly hill.
For Christian Principles.
My God, my strength, my hope,
On thee I cast my care,
With humble confidence look up,
And know thou hear'st my prayer.
Give me on thee to wait,
Till I can all things do
On thee, almighty to create,
Almighty to renew.
2 I want a sober mind,
A self-renouncing will,
That tramples down and casts behind
The baits of pleasing ill;
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