361 Lisbon. S.M.
(745) Psalm 37:3-7.
Here I can firmly rest;
I dare to boast of this,
That God, the highest and the best,
My Friend and Father is.
2 Naught have I of my own,
Naught in the life I lead;
What Christ hath given, that alone
I dare in faith to plead.
3 I rest upon the ground
Of Jesus and his blood;
It is through him that I have found
My soul's eternal good.
4 At cost of all I have,
At cost of life and limb,
I cling to God who yet shall save;
I will not turn from him.
5 His Spirit in me dwells,
O'er all my mind he reigns;
My care and sadness he dispels,
And soothes away my pains.
6 He prospers day by day
His work within my heart,
Till I have strength and faith to say,
Thou, God, my Father art!
Paul Gerhardt, 1650.
Tr. by Miss C. Winkworth, 1855.
362 Segur. 8s, 7s, & 4s.
(807) Through the Desert.
Guide me, oh thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim thro' this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy powerful hand.
Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.
2 Open now thy crystal fountain,
Whence the healing streams do flow,
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,
Lead me all my journey thro';
Strong deliverer,
Be thou still my strength and shield.
3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Foe to death and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side;
Songs of praises,
I will ever give to thee.
William Williams, 1774.