2 What Thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to Thy wisdom leave; 'Tis enough that Thou wilt care, Why should I the burden bear?
3 As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own; Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone; Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
W Perfectly resign'd to Thee?
THEN, my Saviour, shall I be
Poor and vile in mine own eyes, Only in Thy wisdom wise?
2 Only Thee content to know, Ignorant of all below? Only guided by Thy light? Only mighty in Thy might?
3 Fully let my life express All the heights of holiness; Sweetly let my spirit prove All the depths of humble love.
N tears and trials we must sow To reap in joy and love,
We cannot find our home below, And look for one above.
2 Children of God have ever thus In wisdom learn'd to grow; Yea, He who gave Himself for us Was perfected by woe.
3 Thou, Man of Sorrows, Thou didst not The bitter cup decline; Why should I claim a better lot, A smoother path than Thine?
4 Intent the guiltless blood to shed, That should for guilt atone, Thou didst the mighty wine-press tread, Unshrinking, though alone.
5 And shall I murmur or repine At aught Thy hand may send? Nay, I my all to Thee resign, My ever-ruling Friend.
H! for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free!
A heart that always feels Thy blood So freely shed for me;
2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone;
3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean! Which neither life nor death can part From Him that dwells within ;
4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine;
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine.
5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above;
Write Thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love.
HERE is a fold whence none can stray,
And pastures ever green,
Where sultry sun, or stormy day, Or night is never seen.
2 Far up the everlasting hills, In God's own light it lies; His smile its vast dimension fills With joy that never dies.
3 One narrow vale, one darksome wave, Divides that land from this;
I have a Shepherd pledg'd to save, And bear me home to bliss.
4 Soon at His feet my soul will lie, In life's last struggling breath; But I shall only seem to die, I shall not taste of death.
5 Far from this guilty world, to be Exempt from toil and strife ; To spend eternity with Thee, My Saviour, this is life!
HEN I can trust my all with God, In trial's fearful hour,
Bow, all resign'd, beneath His rod, And bless His sparing power; A joy springs up amid distress, A fountain in the wilderness.
20 to be brought to Jesus' feet, Though sorrows fix me there, Is still a privilege; and sweet The energies of prayer;
Though sighs and tears its language be, If Christ be nigh, and smile on me.
3 0 blessed be the hand that gave, Still blessed when it takes,
Blessed be He who smites to save,
Who heals the heart He breaks; Perfect and true are all His ways, Whom heaven adores, and earth obeys.
LMIGHTY God! I call to Thee, By sore temptation shaken; Incline Thy gracious ear to me, And leave me not forsaken; For who that feels the power within Of past remorse and present sin, Can stand, O Lord, before Thee?
2 On Thee alone my stay I place, All human help rejecting, Relying on Thy sovereign grace, Thy sovereign aid expecting; I rest upon Thy sacred word, That Thou 'It repel him not, O Lord, Who to Thy mercy fleeth.
3 And though I travail all the night, And travail all the morrow, My trust is in Jehovah's might, My triumph in my sorrow; Forgetting not that Thou of old, Didst Israel, though weak, uphold; When weakest, then most loving!
4 What though my sinfulness be great, Redeeming love is greater;
What though all hell should lie in wait, Supreme is my Creator;
And He my Rock and Fortress is, And when most helpless, most I'm His, My Strength and my Redeemer.
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