At thy command, at thy control.
3Lord, we, thy children, look to thee,
And with an humble, prostrate will,
Find in thine all-sufficiency
A claim to love and serve thee still.
521. S. M. Edmeston.
"Why sayest thou--my way is hid from the Lord?"
1Along my earthly way,
How many clouds are spread!
Darkness, with scarce one cheerful ray,