3 Still heavy is thy heart?

Still sink thy spirits down?
Cast off the weight, let fear depart,
And every care begone.

4 What though thou rulest not;
Yet heaven and earth and hell
Proclaim God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.

5 Leave to his sovereign sway
To choose and to command;

So shalt thou, wondering, own his way
How wise; how strong his hand.

Moravian.

THOU from whom all goodness flows,
I

101 lift my heart to thee;

In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,

Dear Lord, remember me.

2 When on my sad and burdened heart
My sins lie heavily,

My pardon speak, new peace impart,
In love remember me.

3 When trials sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee,

Oh let my strength be as my day;
For good remember me.

4 If, for thy sake, upon my name
Shame and reproach shall be,

I'll hail reproach, and welcome shame,
If thou remember me.

5 When worn with pain, disease, and grief,
This feeble body see;

Grant patience, rest, and kind relief;

And, Lord, remember me.

6 When, in the solemn hour of death,
I wait thy just decree,

Be this the prayer of my last breath-
Dear Lord, remember me.

345

Strength equal to the day.

1 W To his gracious promise flee,

WAIT, my soul, upon the Lord,

C. M.

Haweis.

79.

Laying hold upon his word,

"As thy days thy strength shall be." 2 If the sorrows of my case

Seem peculiar still to me,

God has promised needful grace,
"As thy days thy strength shall be."

3 Days of trial, days of grief,
In succession I may see;

Daily this is my relief,

"As thy days thy strength shall be."

4 Rock of Ages, I'm secure,

With thy promise full and free, Faithful, positive, and sure—

"As thy days thy strength shall be."

346

זי

"My Redeemer liveth."

KNOW that my Redeemer lives,
And ever pleads for me:
Salvation to his saints he gives,
And life and liberty.

2 I find him lifting up my head;
He brings salvation near;
His presence makes me free indeed,
And he will soon appear.

3 He will perform the work begun ;
He will his own defend;

Will give me strength my course to run,
And love me to the end.

4 Lord, I believe, and rest secure

In confidence divine;

Thy promise stands for ever sure,
And all thou art is mine.

347

Confidence in preserving Grace.

DEBTOR to mercy alone,
Of covenant mercy I sing;

Nor fear, with thy righteousness on,
My person and off'rings to bring:
The terrors of law and of God
With me can have nothing to do;
My Saviour's obedience and blood
Hide all my transgressions from view.

C. M.

C. Wesley.

88.

2 The work which his goodness began,
The arm of his strength will complete;
His promise is Yea and Amen,

And never was forfeited yet:
Things future, nor things that are now,
Not all things below or above
Can make him his purpose forego,
Or sever my soul from his love.

3 My name from the palms of his hands
Eternity will not erase;
Impressed on his heart it remains,
In marks of indelible grace:
Yes I to the end shall endure,

As sure as the earnest is given;
More happy, but not more secure,
The glorified spirits in heaven.

348

1

Delight in God.

LORD, I would delight in thee,
And on thy care depend;

To thee in every trouble flee,

My best, my only friend.

2 When all created streams are dried,

Thy fullness is the same; May I with this be satisfied, And glory in thy name.

3 Oh that I had a stronger faith
To look within the vail,

To credit what my Saviour saith,
Whose word can never fail.

4 O Lord, I cast my care on thee;
I triumph and adore;

Henceforth my great concern shall be
To love and praise thee more.

349

Prayer for spiritual Strength.

1 TEAR me, O my Saviour, stand,
In sore temptation's hour;

Save me with thy outstretched hand,
And show forth all thy power;
Oh be mindful of thy word;
All-sufficient grace bestow;

Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord,
And never let me go.

C. M.

Ryland.

7.6.

2 Give me, Lord, a holy fear And fix it in my heart; from evil near

That I

may

With timely care depart:

Sin be more than hell abhorred,
Faith resist the tyrant foe;

Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord,
And never let me go.

3 Never let me leave thy breast,
Or from my Saviour stray;
Thou art my support and rest,
My true and living way;
My exceeding great reward,
Mine above, and mine below;

Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord,
And never let me go.

350

1

YE

Fear not.

C. Wesley.

C. M.

E trembling souls, dismiss your fears;
Be mercy all your

theme;

Mercy, which like a river flows

In one continued stream.

2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell;
God will these powers restrain;

His mighty arm their rage repel,
And make their efforts vain.

3 Fear not the want of outward good;
He will for his provide,

Grant them supplies of daily food,
And give them heaven beside.

4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake,
Or leave his work undone ;
He's faithful to his promises,
And faithful to his Son.

5 Fear not the terrors of the grave,
Or death's tremendous sting:
He will from endless wrath preserve,
To endless glory bring.

6 You in his wisdom, power, and grace,
May confidently trust;

His wisdom guides, his power protects,
His grace rewards the just.

Beddome.

315

66

1

Casting all your care," &c. 1 Pet. v. 7.

HOW gentle God's commands!

How kind his precepts are!

Come, cast your burdens on the Lord,
And trust his constant care.

2 Beneath his powerful sway
His saints securely dwell;

That hand which bears all nature up,
Will 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.

4 His goodness stands approved,
Renewed from day to day;

I'll drop my burden at his feet,
And bear a song away.

352

1

Prayer for Submission.

LORD, my best deșire fulfill,
And help me to resign

Life, health, and comfort to thy will,
And make thy pleasure mine.

2 Why should I shrink at thy command,
Whose love forbids my fears?
Or tremble at the gracious hand
That wipes away my tears?

3 No, rather let me freely yield
What most I prize to thee,
Who never hast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me.

4 Wisdom and mercy guide my way;
Shall I resist them both-

A

poor blind creature of a day,
And crushed before the moth?

5 But ah, my inward spirit cries-
Still bind me to thy sway;

Else the next cloud that vails my skies
Will drive these thoughts away.

S. M.

Doddridge.

C. M.

Cowper.