2 Thou didst form me by thy power;
Thou wilt guide me hour by hour;
All my times shall ever be
Ordered by thy wise decree;

3 Times of sickness, times of health;
Times of penury and wealth;
Times of trial and of grief;
Times of triumph and relief;-

4 Times temptation's power to prove;
Times to taste a Savior's love;
All is fixed, the means and end,
As shall please my heavenly Friend.

1 THE Lord my Shepherd is;
I shall be well supplied;
Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside?

2 He leads me to the place

Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim,

And guides me, in his own right way,
For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,

I cannot yield to fear;

Though I should walk through death's dark

shade,

My Shepherd's with me there.

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MONTGOMERY.

God our Shepherd.

1 THE Lord is my Shepherd; no want shall I know: I feed in green pastures; safe folded I rest: He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed.

2 Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray,

Since thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay; No harm can befall with my Comforter near. 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er; With perfume and oil thou anointest my head; O, what shall I ask of thy providence more? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, Still follow my steps, till I meet thee above; I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod Through the land of their sojourn, thy kingdom of love.

God's merciful and constant Protection.

1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,

Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed.

3 When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,

Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.

4 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou
With health renewed my face,
And when in sin and sorrow sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.

5 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.

6 Through every period of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue;

And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

Paternal Providence of God.

I THROUGH all the various, changing scene
Of life's mistaken ill or good,

Thy hand, O God, conducts unseen
The beautiful vicissitude.

2 Thou givest with paternal care, Howe'er unjustly we complain, To all their necessary share

Of joy and sorrow, health and pain.

3 All things on earth, and all in heaven, On thine eternal will depend;

And all for greater good were given,
Would man pursue th' appointed end.

4 Be this my care! - to all beside
Indifferent let my wishes be;

Passion be calm, and dumb be pride,
And fixed my soul, great God, on thee.

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L. M. 61.

MONTGOMERY.

The Christian Israel.

1 THUS far on life's perplexing path,
Thus far thou, Lord, our steps hast led,
Snatched from the world's pursuing wrath,
Unharmed though floods o'erhung our head:
Like ransomed Israel on the shore,
Here then we pause, look back, adore.

2 Strangers and pilgrims here below,
Like all our fathers, in their day,
We to the land of promise go,
Lord, by thine own appointed way:
Still guide, illumine, cheer our flight,
In cloud by day, in fire by night.

3 When we have numbered all our years,
And stand, at length, on Jordan's brink,
Though the flesh fail with mortal fears,
O, let not then the spirit sink !

But strong in faith, and hope, and love, Plunge through the stream, to rise above! 13*

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Light and Glory of the Word.

1 A GLORY gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun:

It gives a light to every age;
It gives, but borrows none.

2 The hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat:
His truths upon the nations rise;
They rise, but never set.

3 Let everlasting thanks be thine,
For such a bright display,

As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.

4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love,
Till glory break upon my view
In brighter worlds above.

Excellence of God's Word.

1 BEHOLD, the morning sun

Begins his glorious way!

His beams through all the nations run,
And life and light convey.