4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim all prayers in one,— When I am wholly thine; Thy will, my God, thy will be done, 2 All-wise, almighty, and all-good, Thy ways unknown, or understood, 3 May I remember that to thee, And back in gratitude from me, 4 Thy gifts are only then enjoyed, 5 And though thy wisdom takes away, 13. No, let me bless thy name, and say, S. M. 1 How perfect is thy word! WATTS. 2 My gracious God, how plain On may 3 I hear thy word with love, Send thy good Spirit from above, 4 While with my heart and tongue 14. C. M. WATTS. 1 SONGS of immortal praise belong He has my heart, and he my tongue, 2 How great the works his hand hath wrought! 3 Nature and time, and earth and skies, 4 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace, And he's the wisest of our race, 15. C. M. SPIRIT OF PSALMS. 1 O God, our strength, to thee the song All worship, love, and praise. 3 And thou, O ever gracious Lord, 4 Led by the light thy grace imparts, To idols, which our wayward hearts 5 So shall thy choicest gifts, O Lord, · For them shall earth its stores afford, 16. L. M. ANONYMOUS. 1 THROUGH all the various shifting scene 2 Thou givest with paternal care, Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. 3 All things on earth, and all in heaven, And all for greater good were given, 4 Be this my care to all beside Passion be calm, and dumb be pride, 17. L. M. KIPPIS. 1 GREAT GOD! in vain man's narrow view 2 Not the high seraph's mighty thought, 3 And yet thy kindness deigns to show 4 O! may our souls with rapture trace 18. 11s. M. MONTGOMERY. 1 THE Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know, I feed in green pastures, safe folded I rest; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow; Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed. 2 Through the valley and shadow of death tho' I stray, Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay, No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er ; With perfume and oil thou anointest my head; O what shall I ask of thy providence more? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, Still follow my steps till I meet thee above; I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod Through the land of their sojourn, thy kingdom of love. 1 Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine! 2 When I faint with summer's heat, To the streams that, still and slow, MERRICK. |