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Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.


C.M. St. Paul's-St. James'-Canterbury. 1 Let the whole race of creatures lie

Abased before their God; Whate'er his sovereign voice has formed,

He governs with a word. 2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies

Were into motion brought, All the long years and worlds to come

Stood present to his thought. 3 If light attend the course I run,

'Tis he provides those rays; And 'tis his hand that hides my sun,

If darkness cloud my days.
4 Yet I would not be much concerned,

Nor vainly long to see
The volume of his deep decrees,

What months are writ for me.
5 When he reveals the book of life,

O may I read my name Amongst the chosen of his love,

The followers of the Lamb.



German Hymn--Halle-Refuge. 1 Sovereign Ruler of the skies,

Ever gracious, ever wise,
All my times are in thy hand;

All events at thy command.
2 His decree, who formed the earth,

Fixed my first and second birth:
All my times shall ever be

Ordered by his 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 O thou gracious, wise, and just,

In thy hands my life I trust.
Have I somewhat dearer still?

I resign it to thy will.
5 Thee at all times will I bless;

Having thee, I all possess :
How can I bereaved be,

Since I cannot part with thee?

C. M. Belgrave-Bishopthorpe-Northampton. 1 My God, my Father, blissful name!

Oh, may I call thee mine?

May I with sweet assurance claim

A portion so divine ?
2 This only can my fears control,

And bid my sorrows fly.
What harm can ever reach my soul

Beneath my Father's eye?
3 Whate'er thy providence denies,

I calmly would resign;
For thou art good, and just, and wise.

O bend my will to thine!
4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains,

O give me strength to bear;
And let me know my Father reigns,

And trust his tender care. 5 If pain and sickness rend this frame,

And life almost depart,
Is not thy mercy still the same,

To cheer my drooping heart? 6 Thy sovereign ways are all unknown

To my weak, erring sight;
Yet, let my soul adoring own

That all thy ways are right.
7 My God! my Father! be thy name

My solace and my stay,
O wilt thou seal my humble claim,

And drive my fears away?


THY WILL BE DONE. 8.8.8. 4.

Submission-Thy Will be Done.
1 My God, my Father, while I stray,

Far from my home, on life's rough way,
Oh! teach me from my heart to say,

Thy will be done.
2 If thou shouldst call me to resign

What most I prize:-it ne'er was mine,
I only yield thee what was thine,

Thy will be done.
3 Should pining sickness waste away

My life in premature decay,
My Father, still I strive to say,

Thy will be done.
4 If but my fainting heart be blest,

With thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
My God, to thee I leave the rest :

Thy will be done.
5 Renew my will from day to day;

Blend it with thine, and take away
All that now makes it hard to say,

Thy will be done.
Then, when on earth I breathe no more
The prayer oft mixed with tears before,
I'll sing, when on a happier shore,

Thy will be done.

36. Tae GOD OF BETHEL (Gen. xxvii. 20-22). C. M.

St. David's-Salzbourg-Harlow. 1 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand

Thy people still are fed;
Who through this weary pilgrimage

Hast all our fathers led : 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present

Before thy throne of grace:
God of our fathers, be the God

Of their succeeding race.
3 Through each perplexing path of life

Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,

And raiment fit provide.
4 O spread thy covering wings around,

Till all our wanderings cease,
And at our Father's loved abode

Our souls arrive in peace.
5 Such blessings from thy gracious hand

Our humble prayers implore ;
And thou shalt be our chosen God,

And portion evermore. 37. The Pillar of CLOUD AND FIRE. L, M.

Stettin-St. Chad-Burleigh. 1 When Israel, of the Lord beloved,

Out from the land of bondage came,

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