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REST. 11s & 10s.

CH. BEECHER.

1. When winds are rag-ing o'er the up per

ocean, And billows wild contend with an-gry

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roar. 'Tis said, far down, beneath the wild commotion, That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore.

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2. Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests

dieth,

And silver waves chime ever peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce so e'er it flieth,

Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea.

3. So to the heart that knows Thy love, O Purest!

There is a temple, sacred evermore,
And all the babble of life's angry voices

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Dies in hushed stillness at its peaceful 4. Still, still with Thee! as to each new-born

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GEER. C. M.

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1. While Thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my

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2. Thy love the powers of thought bestowed!
To Thee my thoughts would soar;
Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed;
That mercy I adore.

3. In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see!

Each blessing to my soul more dear,
Because conferred by Thee.

4. In every joy that crowns my days,
In every pain I bear,

My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.

5. When gladness wings my favored hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet Thy will.

6. My lifted eye, without a tear,

The gathering storm shall see;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear;
That heart shall rest on Thee.
MISS H. M. WILLIAMS.

688. C. M.

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.

689. C. M.

LOGAN.

1. How deep and tranquil is the joy
Which Thou hast kindly given
To those who seek Thy presence, Lord,
And tread the path to heaven.

2. 'Tis in the silence of the shade
My sober thoughts begin,

And earth's illusive charms appear
But vanity and sin.

3. "T is here the troubled springs of life
Are calmed to sweetest rest;
The stillness of this hour expels
The tumult of my breast.

4. Far, far above all mortal things
I walk with God alone;
And while He names celestial joys,
I call them all my own.

5. Then let the noisy world pursue
The trifles of a day,-
Mine be the silent, secret joys
That never fade away.

REED.

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