Do as Thou wilt with me, I yet will cling to Thee ; Hide Thou Thy face,-yet, Help in time of need, I will not let Thee go! 2-I will not let Thee go.-Should I forsake my bliss? No, Lord, Thou'rt mine, And I am Thine, Thee will I hold when all things else I miss. Joy cometh with the light; O Thou my Sun, should I forsake my bliss ? 3—I will not let Thee go, my God, my Life, my Lord! Not death can tear Me from His care, Who for my sake His soul in death outpour'd. Thou diedst for love to me; I say, in love to Thee, E'en when my heart shall break, my God, my Life, my Lord, I will not let Thee go! FROM LYRA GERMANICA. 249 Matt. vi. 34. P.M. 1-"Take no thought for the morrow," its trials, or dangers, Why burden thy spirit with deepening gloom? Ah! to-day hath enough to distress and perplex thee, It needeth no shadow of dark things to come. 2-"Take no thought for the morrow," no sorrow shall touch thee, But that which thy God in His love hath decreed ; Go to Christ with thy grief-as it daily ariseth, And seek for His strength in the moment of need. 3-"Take no thought for the morrow," rich mercy abounding, Has marked ev'ry step of thy path-way till now; Put thy trust, then, in God, for the still distant future, Effacing those dark lines of care from thy brow. "Take no thought for the morrow," its dawning may find thee A spirit at rest 'neath the altar of God, With the last battle fought, and the last trial ended, The victory won through Emmanuel's blood. 250 Genesis xlvii. 9. P.M. 1-How weary and how worthless this life at What days of heavy musings, what hours of bitter tears! How dark the storm-clouds gather across the wintry skies! How desolate and. cheerless the path before us lies! 2—And yet these days of dreariness are sent us from above, They do not come in anger, but in faithfulness and love ; They come to teach us lessons which bright ones could not yield; And to leave us blest and thankful when their purpose is fulfilled. 3-They come to draw us nearer our Father and our God, More earnestly to seek His face, and listen to His word, And to feel, if now around us a desert land we see, Without the star of promise, what would its darkness be? 4-They come to lay us lowly and humbled in the dust, All self-deception swept away, all creaturehope and trust, Our helplessness, our vileness, our guilt to make us own, And flee for hope and refuge to Jesus Christ alone. 5-They come to break the fetters, which here detain us fast, And force our long-reluctant hearts to rise to heaven at last, And brighten ev'ry prospect of that eternal home, Where grief, and disappointment, and fear can never come. 6-Then turn not in despondence, poor weary heart, away, But meekly journey onwards, through the dark and cloudy day; E'en now the bow of promise is above thee shining bright, And soon a joyful morning shall dissipate the night. 7-Thy God hath not forgot thee, and when He sees it best, Will lead thee into sunshine, will give thee hours of rest; And all thy pain and sorrow, when the pilgrimage is o'er, Shall end in heavenly blessedness, and joys for evermore. 251 Psalm xxvii. 14. P.M. 1-In days of trouble and of care, Brief was the answer to my prayer, Few were the words, but full of love Ye who mourn an adverse fate, Hear the message "Pray and wait.” |