912 C. H. M. They looked to him and were lightened. Psalm 34:5.
I look to thee in every need, And never look in vain; I feel thy strong and tender love, And all is well again: The thought of thee is mightier far Than sin and pain and sorrow are.
2 Discouraged in the work of life, Disheartened by its load, Shamed by its failures or its fears, I sink beside the road; But let me only think of thee, And then new heart springs up in me.
3 Thy calmness bends serene above, My restlessness to still; Around me flows thy quickening life, To nerve my faltering will; Thy presence fills my solitude; Thy providence turns all to good.
4 Embosomed in thy covenant love, Held in thy law, I stand; Thy hand in all things I behold, And all things in thy hand; Thou leadest me by unsought ways, And turnest my mourning into praise.
913 S. M. Thy way, not mine, O Lord.
Thy way, not mine, O Lord! However dark it be; O lead me by thine own right hand; Choose out the path for me.
2 Smooth let it be, or rough, It will be still the best; Winding or straight, it matters not, It leads me to thy rest.
3 I dare not choose my lot, I would not if I might; But choose thou for me, O my God! So shall I walk aright.
4 The kingdom that I seek Is thine; so let the way That leads to it, O Lord! be thine, Else I must surely stray.
5 My portion thou! my cup With joy or sorrow fill; As ever best to thee may seem, Choose thou my good and ill.
6 Choose thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health; Choose thou my joys and cares for me, My poverty or wealth.
7 Not mine, not mine the choice, In things or great or small; Be thou my Guide, my Guard, my Strength, My Wisdom, and my All.
914 S. M. My times are in thy hand. Psalm 31:15.
“My times are in thy hand,” My God, I’d have them there; My life, my friends, my soul I leave Entirely to thy care.
2 “My times are in thy hand,” Whatever they may be; Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to thee.
3 “My times are in thy hand,” Why should I doubt or fear? My Father’s hand will never cause His child a needless tear.
915 S. M. D. Spiritual wants.
My God, my Strength, my Hope, On thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hearest my prayer. Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do— On thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew.
2 I want a Godly fear, A quick-discerning eye, That looks to thee when sin is near, And bids the tempter fly; A spirit still prepared, And armed with jealous care, For ever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer.
3 I rest upon thy word; The promise is for me; My succor and salvation, Lord, Shall surely come from thee: But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient spirit guide Into thy perfect love.
916 S. M. Rom. 14:7, 9.
Blest be thy love, dear Lord, That taught us this sweet way, Only to love thee for thyself, And for that love obey.
2 O thou, our souls’ chief hope! We to thy mercy fly; Where’er we are, thou canst protect, Whate’er we need, supply.
3 Whether we sleep or wake, To thee we both resign; By night we see, as well as day, If thy light on us shine.
4 Whether we live or die, Both we submit to thee; In death we live, as well as life, If thine in death we be.
917 S. M. Not far from home.
Your harps, ye trembling saints! Down from the willows take; Loud to the praise of love divine, Bid every string awake.
2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home, And, nearer to our house above, We every moment come.
3 His grace will, to the end, Stronger and brighter shine; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench this spark divine.
4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame Then will we trust our gracious God, And rest upon his name.
5 Blest is the man, O God! That stays himself on thee: Who waits for thy salvation, Lord! Shall thy salvation see.
918 7s. Having all in having Christ.
Jesus, take me for thine own; To thy will my spirit frame; Thou shalt reign, and thou alone, Over all I have and am.
2 Making thus the Lord my choice, I have nothing more to choose, But to listen to thy voice, And my will in thine to lose.
3 Then, whatever may betide, I shall safe and happy be; Still content and satisfied:— Having all in having thee.
919 7s. All things work together for good. Psalm 31.
Sovereign Ruler of the skies, Ever gracious, ever wise! All my times are in thy hand; All events at thy command.