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C.M.- Anxiety reproved.
With anxious care to know,
Or what our lot below. 2 The same kind power that gave us breath,
Still holds us in his hand;
All wise is his command. 3 That power, whose watchful goodness feeds
The warblers of the air, And clothes with flowers the smiling meads,
Shall we not be his care?
Then be his praise exprest;
Still what he does is best.
Receive with grateful mind;
Be humble and resign'd.
E'en while we speak they fly:
And only live to die.
219. C.M.— The Saint encouraging himself in his God. 1 Sam. xxx. 6. 1 JEHOVAH! 'tis a glorious name,
Still pregnant with delight;
To gild the darkest night.
And drop, like withering flowers?
3 My cares, I give you to the wind,
And shake you off like dust; Well may I trust my all with him, With whom my soul I trust.
220. C.M.-God furnishing a Table in the Wilderness. Ps. Ixxviii. 19, 20. 1 PARENT of universal good,
We own thy bounteous hand, Which does so rich a table spread,
E’en in this desert land.
In gushing torrents flow;
Thy guiding instinct know.
Rain down delicious bread,
Are numerous armies fed.
The promis'd land to gain ;
To seek their God in vain?
Or does thy mercy fail?
And anxious cares prevail?
And wide disperse in air;
How kind his precepts are!
" And trust his constant care.'
2 While providence supports,
Let saints securely dwell;
Shall guide his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load
Press down your weary mind? Haste to your heavenly Father's throne,
And sweet refreshment find.
Down to the present day;
And bear a song away.
That we cannot tell to-day,
'Tis enough that we can say,
« Knows the future-knows it all." 2 Happy they, who all committing,
To their Father's care and love,
And of all he does approve.
Blest in this his people are.
Teach us to obey thee thus :
Than what might seem good to us;
Aught that thou, our God, shalt choose. 4 Future things with thee are present:
All to come thine eye can see:
Safe it is for us, and pleasant,
Future things to trust to thee:
223. C.M.-God supplying the Necessities of his People. Phil. iv. 19-20. 1 MY God! how cheerful is the sound!
How pleasant to repeat! Well may that heart with pleasure bound,
Where God hath fix'd his seat.
From his redundant stores ?
An arm almighty pours!
These ample blessings flow: Prepare, my lips, his name to sing,
Whose heart hath lov'd us so. 4 Now to our Father and our God
Be endless glory given,
The hungry ravens cry to thee:
The bosom of the boundless deep; 2 To thee the lions roaring call,
The common Father, kind to all!
Our daily bread from day to day! 3 The fishes may for food complain;
The ravens spread their wings in vain;
4 Thy bounteous hand with food can bless
The bleak and lonely wilderness;
For daily bread from day to day. 5 And oh, when through the wilds we roam,
That part us from our heavenly home;
Our faithless tears begin to flow;
By which alone the soul may live;
God's watchful eye surveys,
And regulate our ways?
Be every wish resign'd.
Nor less when he denies;
L.M.-Conflict and Temptation.
Clouds overcast my wintry sky;
My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform,
And guide and guard me through the storm;