"Shew me Thy ways, O Lord! Teach me Thy paths."

Psalm xxv. 4.

GOD, from whom is

To know and do Thy will!

That knowledge wilt Thou not inspire,

That high resolve fulfil?

Thy wise intents, vouchsafe to make

Thy servant understand:

Show me the path that I should take,
Led by Thy guiding Hand.

Teach me, amid conflicting views,
Truth's mystery to discern;
And, while the proud their labour lose,
Still at Thy feet to learn.

'Mid shifting scenes and portents strange,
Perplexing courts and schools,
Grant me, unfearing every change,
To see the Hand that rules:-

To read what Wisdom's pride confounds,
With Faith's prophetic glance,

And hear, amid discordant sounds,
Thy chariot-wheels advance.

Teach me what Thou wouldst have me teach;

Arm me for Truth's defence;

Yet, louder let my conduct preach,

Than noblest eloquence.

With active hands and willing feet,

Obedient to Thy rod,

May I stand perfect and complete
In all the will of God.

"If that I may apprehend that for which also I am apprehended of Christ Jesus." Phil. iii. 12.

Y LORD! I recognize Thy claim :

MY

Chosen and called by Sovereign Grace, Thy purpose shall direct my aim;

I that whole purpose would embrace,
And for the full reward contend,
Still pressing towards the glorious end.

The Hand that saved, upholds me still,
And gives me strength for His employ.
Lord! may I finish all Thy will,

And so complete my course with joy;
Faithful through grace, my high reward,
To share the triumph of my Lord.

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"Thou, Lord, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head."-Psalm iii. 3.

"The Lord is my strength and song."-Psalm cxviii. 14.

I

AM Thy workmanship, O Lord!

And unto Thee belong.

Thou art my shield, my great reward,

My glory and my song.

Surround me with Thy guardian might;
Uphold me with Thy grace:

Unharmed, conduct me through the fight,
Unwearied, through the race.

Make me a weapon of Thy power,
An angel of Thy will:
To Thee devoted, let each hour
Its happy task fulfil.

Yet dare I not, a child of dust,
Thus plead my filial claim,
But as in Him is all my trust,

Who bears a Saviour's name.

"O Lord, Thou hast searched me and known me."-Psalm

cxxxix. 1.

LORD! whate'er in mortal eyes

My conscious soul appear,

Seen beneath that fair disguise
Which veils the most sincere,
Thou dost, with all-piercing view,
Search my inmost spirit through.

In my native vileness seen,

Ere Grace subdued my will;
All the sinner might have been,
All that makes me still

Sigh or tremble, doubt or moan,
Known to Thee, and Thee alone.

In abasement at Thy feet,

Lord! I would ever lie:

Yet, it is a Mercy-seat,

And I may venture nigh.

Who the contrite shall condemn?
Christ hath died and pleads for them.

Let me still, in human sight,

A holy semblance wear.

What but Mercy Infinite

Could perfect knowledge bear?

He who fashioned, knows my frame,
And Forgiveness is His name.

But, if Thine approving smile,
My Father, cheer my breast,
Let the world account me vile,
It shall not break my rest.
Strong in weakness I shall be;
Rich, however poor, in Thee.