WARD. L. M.

L. MASON.

9:22 52

2. Let not Thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my soul away;

God of my life! I fly to Thee
In a distressing day.

3. Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want, or die;

My God would make my life His care,
And all my need supply.

4. My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believed

To see Thy grace provide relief-
Nor was my hope deceived.

5. Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints!
And keep your courage up;

He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope.

182. C. M.

WATTS.

1. How rich Thy favors, God of grace!
How various and divine!

Full as the ocean they are poured,
And bright as heaven they shine.

2. He to eternal glory calls,

And leads the wondrous way

To His own palace, where He reigns
In uncreated day.

3. The songs of everlasting years

That mercy shall attend,

Which leads, through sufferings of an hour,

To joys that never end.

DODDRIDGE.

3. Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Trust God; who will employ

His aid for thee, and change these sighs
To thankful hymns of joy.

4. God of my strength, how long shall I,
Like one forgotten, mourn;
Forlorn, forsaken, and exposed
To my oppressor's scorn?

5. I sigh to think of happier days,

When Thou, O Lord! wast nigh;
When every heart was tuned to praise,
And none more blessed than I.

6. Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Hope still; and Thou shalt sing
The praise of Him who is Thy God,
Thy health's eternal spring.

TATE AND BRADY.

189. C. M.

1. GREAT Ruler of all nature's frame,
We own Thy power divine;
We hear Thy breath in every storm,
For all the winds are Thine.

2. Wide as they sweep their sounding way,
They work Thy sovereign will;
And, awed by Thy majestic voice,
Confusion shall be still.

3. Thy mercy tempers every blast
To them that seek Thy face,
And mingles with the tempest's roar
The whispers of Thy grace.

4. Those gentle whispers let me hear,
Till all the tumult cease;
And gales of paradise shall lull
My weary soul to peace.

DODDRIDGE.