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What wants that make no sign,

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That ask no aid but Thine,

Father of Mercies! here before Thee swell!
As to the open sky,

All their deep waters lie

To Thee revealed, in each close bosom cell.

Be Thou be Thou our aid!

O let Thy love pervade

The haunted breast of self-accusing sin!
So shall our prayer have power

To win from Thee a shower

Of healing gifts for every wound within.

Thanks for each gift divine!

Eternal praise be Thine!

Blessing and love, O Thou that hearest prayer! Let the hymn pierce the sky!

Bearing our hearts on high,

And seed, that waits Thy harvest time, spring there!

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1 Father! refuge of my soul!
Let me to Thy bosom fly;
While the billows near me roll,
While the tempest still is high:
Hide me, O my Father! hide,
Till the storm of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide;
O receive my soul at last!

2 Other refuge have I none :
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee:
Leave, O leave me not alone;
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed;
All my help from Thee I bring:
Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of Thy wing!

3 Thou, O God! art all I want;

Boundless love in Thee I find:
Raise the fallen! cheer the faint!
Heal the sick, and lead the blind!
Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to pardon all my sin :
Let Thy healing streams abound!
Make and keep me pure within!

67. C. M.

1 Father of all! in every age,
In every clime adored,

By saint, by savage, and by sage,
The universal Lord!

2 What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do,

This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue.

3 If I am right, Thy grace impart,
Still in the right to stay;

If I am wrong, O teach my heart
To find that better way.

4 Save me alike from foolish pride,
Or impious discontent

At aught Thy wisdom hath denied,
Or aught Thy goodness lent.

5 Teach me to feel another's woe,
To hide the fault I see;
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.

6 This day be bread and peace my lot; All else beneath the sun,

Thou know'st if best bestowed or not;
And let Thy will be done.

7 To Thee, whose temple is all space,
Whose altar, earth, sea, skies,

One chorus let all beings raise,
All nature's incense rise!

68. C. M.

1 Celestial King! our spirits lie
Trembling beneath Thy feet,
And wish, and cast a longing eye
To reach Thy lofty seat.

2 When shall we see the great unknown,
And in Thy presence stand?
Reveal the splendours of Thy throne,
But shield us with Thy hand!

3 In Thee what endless wonders meet!
What various glory shines!
The crossing rays too fiercely beat
Upon our fainting minds.

4 When Mercy joins with Majesty,
To spread their beams abroad,
Not e'en the seraph-minds on high
Are shadows of a God.

5 Created powers, how weak they be!
How short our praises fall!
So much akin to nothing we,
And Thou, the Eternal All.

69. P. M.

1 Far from mortal cares retreating,
Sordid hopes and fond desires,
Here our willing footsteps meeting,
Every heart to heaven aspires.
From the fount of glory beaming,
Light celestial cheers our eyes;
Mercy from above proclaiming,

Peace and pardon from the skies.

2 Who may share this great salvation?
Every pure and humble mind,
Every kindred, tongue, and nation,
From the dross of guilt refined:
Blessings all around bestowing,

God withholds His care from none;
Grace and mercy ever flowing

From the fountain of His throne.

3 Every stain of guilt abhorring,
Firm and bold in virtue's cause,
Still Thy Providence adoring,
Faithful subjects to Thy laws,
Lord, with favour still attend us,
Bless us with Thy wondrous love;
Thou, our sun and shield, defend us:
All our hope is from above!

70. L. M.

1 Both heaven and earth do worship Thee, Thou Father of eternity!

With splendour from Thy glory spread, Are heaven and earth replenished.

2 To Thee all angels loudly cry,

The heavens and all the powers on high;
The Apostles' glorious company,
The Prophets' fellowship praise Thee.

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