623. C. M.

Comforts of Religion.

1When gloomy thoughts and boding fears

The trembling heart invade,

And all the face of nature wears

A universal shade,--

2Religion's dictates can assuage

The tempest of the soul;

And every fear shall cease to rage,

At her divine control.

3When feeble reason, tired and blind,

Sinks helpless and afraid,

This blest supporter of the mind

Affords a powerful aid.

4O may our hearts confess her power,

And find a sweet relief,

To brighten every gloomy hour,

And soften every grief!

Confidence in the Divine Care.

1No change of times shall ever shock

My firm affection, Lord, to thee;

For thou hast always been a rock,

A fortress and defence to me.

2Thou my Deliverer art, my God;

My trust is in thy mighty power;

Thou art my shield from foes abroad,

At home my safeguard and my tower.

3To heaven I made my mournful prayer,

To God addressed my humble moan,

Who graciously inclined his ear,

And heard me from his lofty throne.

4Who, then, deserves to be adored,

But God, on whom my hopes depend?

Or who, except the mighty Lord,

Can with resistless power defend?