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3 How short are all my suff'rings here!
How needful ev'ry cross!
Nor call my gain my loss.
I'll bless thy sacred name,
And ever is the same.
194. Resignation. C.M. Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thíther : the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord. Job i. 21. NAKED as from the earth we came,
And crept to life at first,
And mingle with our dust.
And fondly call our own,
To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high,
Or sinks them in the grave;
He takes but what he gave.
4 Peace, all our angry passions, then,
Let each rebellious sigh
And ev'ry murmur die.
The giver's praise we'll spread; Nor less the love and wisdom own,
Which strike our comforts dead.
195. Resignation. C. M. Wherefore let them that suffer according to the will of
GOD, commit the keeping of their souls to him in well doing, as unto a faithful Creator... Pet. iv. 19. O LORD, my best desire fulfil,
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 thy gracious hand,
That wipes away my tears ? 3 No; rather let me freely yield
What most I prize, to thee, Who never bast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me. 4 Thy favour, all my journey through,
Thou art engag'd to grant; What else I want, or think I do,
'Tis better still to want.
5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way,
Shall I resist them both ?
And crush'd before the moth ! 6 But ab! my inward spirit cries,
Still bind me to tby sway;
Drives all these thoughts away.
196. Resignation. 8–7–17. I know, O Lord, that thy judgments are right, and that
thou 'in faithfulness hast afflicted me.-PSALM cxix.
'Tis to save, and not destroy:
'Tis to give me real joy:
That my rest is not below. 2 Shall I then repine at trials,
By my Father's love decreed?
Of his wrath upon my head!
All is mercy short of this. 3 Since the Lord hath giv'n me reason,
To expect a place above,
Let me own that “God is love;
Let me own that all he does,
From a Father's kindness flows.
Shall I not his kindness trust?
And remembers I am dust:
And confess the band of God?] 5 Hear me, Lord, in my petition :
O sustain me lest I faint !
Keep thy servant from complaint;
197. Submission. C.M.
Thy sovereign will denies,
Let this petition rise:
From every murmur free:
And make me live to thee.
My life and death attend;
And crown my journey's end.
198. Submission. 78.
Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of
God, that he may exalt you in due time: casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you. - PETER v. 6, 7.
WHEN, my Saviour, shall I be
Only mighty in thy might! 2 Fain I would my all resign,
Gladly lose my will in thine,
Seeking all my bliss in thee.
Captivate my ev'ry thought;
Let thy blessed will be done. 4 As thou wilt, dispose of me,
Only make me one with thee;