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HYMN 9. Fifth Part. L.M.
We rely on God our Father. (cont.)
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Yet shall our hope in thee, our God,
O'er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail.
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Parent and Husband, Guard and Guidc,
Thou art each tender name in one;
On thee we cast our heavy cares,
And comfort seek from thee alone.
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Our Father, God, to thee we look,
Our Rock, our Portion, and our Friend;
And on thy cov'nant love and truth,
Our sinking souls shall still depend.
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HYMN 10. First Part. L.M.
Wisdom of providence.
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WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will!
Tumultuous passions, all be still!
Nor let a murm'ring thought arise;
His providence and ways are wise.
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He in the thickest darkness dwells,
Performs his work, the cause conceals;
But tho' his methods are unknown,
Judgment and truth support his throne.
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In heav'n, and earth, and air and seas,
He executes his firm decrees;
And by his saints it stands confest,
That what he does is ever blest.
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Wait then, my soul, submissive wait,
Prostrate before his awful seat;
And 'midst the terrors of his rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.
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HYMN 10. Second Part. C.M.
The mysteries of providence.
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GOD moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
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HYMN 10. Second Part. C.M.
The mysteries of providence. (cont.)
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Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.
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Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds, ye so much dread,
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense;
But trust him for his grace:
Behind a frowning Providence,
He hides a smiling face.
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His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste;
But sweet will be the flow'r.
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Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
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HYMN 10. Third Part. P.M.
The Lord will provide.
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THO' troubles assail,
And dangers affright;
Tho' friends should all fail,
And foes all unite:
Yet one thing secures us,
Whatever betide;
The scriptures assure us,
The Lord will provide.
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The birds without barn
Or store-house, are fed;
From them let us learn
To trust for our bread;
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