And taught with often proof,
A temper'd calm I find
To be most solace to itself,
Best cure for angry mind.
No change of fortune's calms
Can cast my comforts down;
When fortune smiles, I smile to think
How quickly she will frown.
And when, in froward mood,
She moved an angry foe,
Small gain I found to let her come,
Less loss to let her go.
THY goodness, Lord, our souls confess,
Thy goodness we adore;
A spring, whose blessings never fail,
A sea without a shore.
Sun, moon, and stars, Thy love attest
In every cheerful ray;
Love draws the curtains of the night,
And love restores the day.
Thy bounty every season crowns
With all the bliss it yields,
With joyful clusters bend the vines,
With harvests wave the fields.
But chiefly Thy compassions, Lord,
Are in the Gospel seen;
There, like the sun, Thy mercy shines
Without a cloud between.
JESUS, my all, to Heaven is gone;
He that I placed my hopes upon;
His track I see; and I'll pursue
The narrow way, till Him I view.
The way the holy prophets went,
The way that leads from banishment,
The King's high-way of holiness,
I'll go; for all the paths are peace.
No stranger may proceed therein,
No lover of the world and sin;
No lion, no devouring care,
No ravenous tiger shall be there.
No: nothing may go up thereon
But travelling souls; and I am one:
Wayfaring men, to Canaan bound,
Shall only in the way be found.
Nor fools, by carnal men esteem'd,
Shall err therein; but they, redeem'd
In Jesu's blood, shall show their right
To travel there, till Heav'n's in sight.
This is the way I long have sought,
And mourn'd, because I found it not;
My grief, my burden, long have been
Because I could not cease from sin,
The more I strove against its power,
I sinn'd and stumbled but the more;
Till late I heard my Saviour say,
"Come hither, soul! for I'm the Way !"
Lo glad I come; and Thou, dear Lamb,
Shalt take me to Thee as I am :
Nothing but sin I Thee can give;
Yet help me, and Thy praise I'll live!
I'll tell to all poor sinners round
What a dear Saviour I have found;
I'll point to Thy redeeming blood,
And
say, "Behold the Way to God!"
Tune-"St. Bernard."-" Hymns
Ancient and Modern."
JESUS, Thy Church with longing eyes
For Thy expected coming waits;
When will the promised light arise,
And glory beam from Zion's gates?
Ev'n now, when tempests round us fall,
And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky,
Thy words with pleasure we recall,
And deem that our redemption's nigh.
Come, gracious Lord, our hearts renew,
Our foes repel, our wrongs redress,
Man's rooted enmity subdue,
And crown Thy Gospel with success.
O come, and reign o'er every land;
Let Satan from his throne be hurl'd;
All nations bow to Thy command,
And grace revive a dying world!
Yes, Thou wilt speedily appear!
The smitten earth already reels;
And not far off we seem to hear
The thunder of Thy chariot wheels.
Teach us in watchfulness and prayer
To wait for the appointed hour;
And fit us by Thy grace to share
The triumphs of Thy conquering power.
CHRIST ALL IN ALL.
REV. AUGUSTUS MONTAGUE}
COMPARED with Christ, in all beside
No comeliness I see ;
The one thing needful, dearest, Lord,
Is to be one with Thee.
The sense of Thy expiring love
Into my soul convey;
Thyself bestow for Thee alone
I absolutely pray.
Whatever else Thy will withholds,
Here grant me to succeed!
O let Thyself my portion be,
And I am blest indeed!
Less than Thyself will not suffice
My comfort to restore;
More than Thyself I cannot have;
And Thou canst give no more.
Loved of my God, for Him again
With love intense I burn;
Chosen of Thee ere time began,
I choose Thee in return!
Whate'er consists not with Thy love,
O teach me to resign!
I'm rich to all th' intents of bliss,
If Thou, O God, art mine!
WE'RE bound for yonder land
Where Jesus reigns supreme;
We leave the shore at His command,
Forsaking all for Him.
The perils of the sea,
The rocks, the waves, the wind,
Are small, whatever they may be,
To those we leave behind.
Nor have we cause to fear;
The God, who rules the sea,
In every danger will be near,
And our protector be.
The Lord Himself will keep
His people safe from harm,
Will hold the helm, and guide the ship,
With His Almighty arm.
Then let the tempests roar,
The billows heave and swell;
We trust to reach the peaceful shore
Where all the ransom'd dwell:
And when again we see the land,
How happy shall we be !
How shall we bless the mighty Hand
That led us through the sea!
JESUS! lead us with Thy power
Safe unto the promised rest;
Hide our souls within Thy bosom ;
Let us slumber on Thy breast;
Feed us with the heavenly manna,
Bread that angels eat above;
Let us drink from the holy Fountain
Draughts of everlasting love!
Throughout the desert wild conduct us
With a glorious pillar bright,
In the day a cooling comfort,
And a cheering fire by night;
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