905 C. M. I waited patiently for the Lord. Psalm 40:1.
We wait in faith, in prayer we wait, Until the happy hour When God shall ope the morning gate, By his almighty power.
2 We wait in faith, and turn our face To where the day-light springs; Till he shall come, earth’s gloom to chase, With healing on his wings.
3 And even now, amid the gray, The east is brightening fast, And kindling to that perfect day Which never shall be past.
4 We wait in faith, we wait in prayer, Till that blest day shall shine, When earth shall fruits of Eden bear, And all, O God, be thine!
5 O guide us till our night is done! Until from shore to shore, Thou, Lord, our everlasting sun, Art shining evermore!
906 C. M. The Lord gave and the Lord, etc. Job. 1:21.
It is the Lord—enthroned in light, Whose claims are all divine, Who has an undisputed right To govern me and mine.
2 It is the Lord—who gives me all, My wealth, my friends my ease; And of his bounties may recall Whatever part he please.
3 It is the Lord—my covenant God— Thrice blesséd be his name— Whose gracious promise, sealed with blood, Must ever be the same.
4 Can I, with hopes so firmly built, Be faithless, or repine? No: gracious God! take what thou wilt; To thee I all resign.
907 C. M. Our souls are in the Saviour’s hand.
Our souls are in the Saviour’s hand; And he will keep them still, And you and I shall surely stand With him on Zion’s hill.
2 Him eye to eye we there shall see, Our face like his shall shine; O! what a glorious company, When saints and angels join!
3 O! what a joyful meeting there, In robes of white array! Palms in our hands we all shall bear, And crowns that ne’er decay!
4 When we’ve been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise, Than when we first begun!
5 Then let us hasten to the day When all shall be brought home: Come, O Redeemer! come away! O Jesus! quickly come!
908 C. M. Thy will be done.
Father, I know thy ways are just, Although to me unknown; O, grant me grace thy love to trust, And cry, “Thy will be done.”
2 If thou shouldst hedge with thorns my path, Should wealth and friends be gone, Still, with a firm and lively faith, I’ll cry, “Thy will be done.”
3 Although thy steps I can not trace; Thy sovereign right I’ll own; And, as instructed by thy grace, I’ll cry, “Thy will be done.”
909 C. M. Rev. 7:13-17.
How bright these glorious spirits shine! Whence all their bright array? How came they to the blissful seats Of everlasting day?
2 Lo! these are they from sufferings great Who came to realms of light, And in the blood of Christ have washed Those robes which shine so bright.
3 Now with triumphant palms they stand Before the throne on high, And serve the God they love, amidst The glories of the sky.
4 His presence fills each heart with joy, Tunes every mouth to sing; By day, by night, the sacred courts With glad hosannas ring.
5 Hunger and thirst are felt no more, Nor sun with scorching ray; God is their sun, whose cheering beams Diffuse eternal day.
6 The Lamb that sits upon the throne, Shall o’er them still preside, Feed them with nourishment divine, And all their footsteps guide.
7 ’Mong pastures green he’ll lead his flock, Where living streams appear; And God the Lord from every eye Shall wipe off every tear.
910 C. M. It is good that I have been afflicted. Psalm 119:71.
In trouble and in grief, O God, Thy smile hath cheered my way; And joy hath budded from each thorn That round my footsteps lay.
2 The hours of pain have yielded good Which prosperous days refused; As herbs, though scentless when entire, Spread fragrance when they’re bruised.
3 The oak strikes deeper as its boughs By furious blasts are driven; So life’s tempestuous storms the more Have fixed my heart in heaven.
4 All-gracious Lord, whate’er my lot In other times may be, I’ll welcome still the heaviest grief That brings me near to thee.
911 C. M. I will bless the Lord at all times. Psalm 34:1.
Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ.
2 Of his deliverance I will boast, Till all that are distressed, From my example, comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest.
3 O, magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name; When in distress to him I called, He to my rescue came.
4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just; Deliverance he affords to all, Who on his succor trust.