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6 In all thy ways, we humbly own
Thy providential power, ,
The lot of every hour.
CowPER. Light shining out of Darkness. 1 GOD moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform ;
And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
And works his sovereign will.
The clouds ye so much dread
In blessings on your head.
But trust him for his grace ;
He hides a smiling face.
Unfolding every hour;
But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain ;
And he will make it plain.
WATTS. The Darkness of Providence. 1 LORD, we adore thy vast designs,
The obscure abyss of Providence,
Too dark to view with feeble sense. 2 Now thou array'st thine awful face
In angry frowns, without a smile;
Secure of thy compassion still. 3 Through seas and storms of deep distress
We sail by faith, and not by sight;
Through all the briers and the night. 4 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod
Resolve to scourge us here below,
Thine arm shall bear us safely through.
WATTS. The Book of God's Decrees. 1 LET the whole race of creatures lie
Abased before their God:
He governs with a nod.
Were into motion brought,
Stood present to his thought.
3 If light attend the course I run,
'Tis he provides those rays;
If darkness cloud my days.
Nor vainly long to see
What months are writ for me.
0, may I read my name Amongst the chosen of his love,
The followers of the Lamb !
WATTS. Melancholy removed. Ps. 126. 1 WHEN God revealed his gracious name,
And changed my mournful state, My rapture seemed a pleasing dream,
The grace appeared so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess; My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace. 3 “Great is the work,” my neighbors cried, And owned the
divine ; “Great is the work,” my heart replied,
"And be the glory thine." 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night, Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
5 Let those that sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come ; They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.
WATTS. Sickness healed and Sorrow removed. Ps. 30. 1 I WILL extol thee, Lord, on high ;
At thy command diseases fly :
From the dark borders of the grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his,
And tell how large his goodness is ;
While you record his holiness. 3 His anger but a moment stays;
His love is life and length of days;
How kind his precepts are !
And trust his constant care."
Let saints securely dwell;
Shall guide his children well.
3 Why should this anxious load
Press down your weary mind?
And sweet refreshment find.
Down to the present day;
And bear a song away.
J. FAWCETT. “ As thy Day, so shall thy Strength be.” 1 AFFLICTED saint, to God draw near;
Thy Father's gracious promise hear;
That “as thy day, thy strength shall be." 2 Let not thy heart despond, and say,
“How shall I stand this trying day?" He has engaged, by firm decree,
That “as thy day, thy strength shall be." 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong;
And if the conflict should be long,
For “as thy day, thy strength shall be.” 4 When called by him to bear the cross,
Or sore affliction, pain, or loss,
Still "as thy day, thy strength shall be.” 5 When death at length appears in view,
His presence shall thy fears subdue ;