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6 Let me not angrily declare
No pain was ever sharp like mine;
IO LORD, my best desire fulfil,
And help me to resign
And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command,
Whose love forbids my fears?
That wipes away my tears? 3 No, let me rather freely yield
What most I prize to thee, Who never hast 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.
Shall I resist them both ?
And crush'd before the moth!
6 But ah! my inward spirit cries,
Still bind me to thy sway;
Drives all these thoughts away.
THE HAPPY CHANGE.
HOW blest thy creature is, O God,
When, with a single eye, .
The day-spring from on high ! 2 Thro' all the storms that veil the skies,
And frown on earthly things,
With healing on his wings.
3 Struck by that light, the human heart,*
A barren soil no more,
Where serpents lurk'd before.
Of Satan's dark domain,
And owns a heav'nly reign.
5 The glorious orb, whose golden beams
The fruitful year control,
He started from the goal,
His orient rays impart;
Can shine upon the heart.
I FAR from the world, O LORD, I fee,
From strife and tumult far ;
His most successful war.
With pray'r and praise agree ;
For those who follow thee.
And grace her mean abode,
She communes with her God!
Her solitary lays ;
Nor thirsts for human praise.
5 Author and Guardian of my life,
Sweet source of light divine ;
My Saviour, thou art mine ! 6 What thanks I owe thee, and what love,
A boundless, endless store,
When time shall be no more.
1 LORD, my soul with pleasure springs,
When Jesus' name I hear ;
The word of promise near :
The joys thy precepts give. 2 Cloth'd in sanctity and grace,
How sweet it is to see
Or when they wait on thee :
And eyes begin to shine.
3 Those the comforts I possess,
Which God shall still increase :
And all his paths are peace :
And find his burden light.
1 HONOUR and happiness unite
To make the Christian's name a praise :
2 A kingly character he bears ,
No change his priestly office knows;
3 Adorn'd with glory from on high,
Salvation shines upon his face ;