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8 To nobler work applied,
My soul shall upwards climb;
And trust my father to provide
The needful things of time.

97. L. M. Dr. Watts. Psalm xxiii.

1 MY Shepherd is the living Lord:

Now shall my wants be well supply'd; His providence and holy word,

Become my safety and my guide.

2 In pastures where salvation grows,
He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,
And all the food's divinely blest.

3 My wand'ring feet his ways mistake,
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In the fair paths of righteousness.

4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale,
Where death and all its terrors are,
My heart and hope shall never fail,
For God my Shepherd's with me there.
5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps,
Thou art my comfort! Thou my stay!
Thy staff supports my feeble steps,
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.

6 Surely the mercies of the Lord

Attend his household all their days, There will I dwell to hear his word, To seek his face, and sing his praise. 98. C. M. Dr. Watts. Psalm xxiii.

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MY Shepherd will supply my need.

Jehovah is his name:

In pastures fresh he makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.

2 He brings my wand'ring spirit back,
When I forsake his ways:

And leads nie, for his mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

3 When I walk through the shades of death,
Thy presence is my stay;

A word of thy supporting breath,
Drives all my fears away.
4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows;
Thine oil anoints my head.
5 The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;

O may thy house be mine abode,
And all my work be praise!
6 There would I find a settled rest,
(While others go and come)
No more a stranger or a guest,
But like a child at home.

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1 shall be well supply'd
THE Lord my Shepherd is,
Since he is mine and I am his,
What can I want beside?

2 He leads me to the place

Where heav'nly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim,

And guides me in his own right way,

For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,

I cannot yield to fear;

Tho' I should walk through death's dark shade,
My Shepherd's with me there.

5 In sight of all my foes

Thou dost my table spread,
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.

6 The bounties of thy love

Shall crown my following days;
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.

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100. C. M. Mr. Brown,
Confidence in God our Father.

God, on Thee we all depend
O'thy paternal care:

Thou wilt the Father and the Friend'
In ev'ry act appear!

2 With open hand, and lib'ra! heart,
Thou wilt our wants supply;
The needful blessings still impart,
And no good thing deny.

3 Our Father knows what's good and fit,
And wisdom guides his love:
To thine appointments we submit,
And ev'ry choice approve.

4 In thy paternal love and care,
With cheerful hearts we trust;
Thy tender mercies boundless are,
And all thy thoughts are just.
5 We cannot want while God provides;
What he ordains is best;

And heav'n, whate'er we want besides,
Will give eternal rest.

101. C. M. Dr. Watts.

Protection from Death. Psalm xci. 9-16. E sons of men, a feeble race

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Expos'd to ev'ry snare;

Come make the Lord your dwelling-place, And ry and trust his care.

2 No ill shall enter where you dwelt; Or if the plague come nigh,

And sweep the wicked down to hell, 'I'will raise his saints on high.

3 He'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all your ways;

To watch your pillows while you sleep,
And guard your happy days.

4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall, And dash against the stones;

Are they not servants at his call,
And sent t'attend his sons?

5 Because on me they set their love,
I'll save them (saith the Lord);
'I'll bear their joyful souls above
'Destruction and the sword!

6 My grace shall answer when they call;
In trouble I'll be nigh:

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My pow'r shall help them when they fall,
And raise them when they die!'

102. C. M. Dr. Watts.

Afflictions and Death subject to Providence. Job, v. 6-8.

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OT from the dust affliction grows,
Nor troubles rise by chance;

Yet we are born to cares and woes;
A sad inheritance!

2 As sparks break out from burning coals,
And still are upward borne;
So grief is rooted in our souls,
And man grows up to mourn.
3 Yet with my God I leave my cause,
And trust his promis'd grace:
He rules me by his well-known laws
Of love and righteousness.

4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore
Shall spoil my future peace:
For death and hell can do no more
Than what my Father please.

103. S. M. Mr. John Fawcett.

Providence extends to Ravens.. Luke, xii. 24.

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ISMISS your anxious care,
O all ye sons of need!

Consider how the ravens are
By heav'nly bounty fed.
Jehovah will provide

Your clothing and your food:

Think how the ravens are supply'd;
And trust a faithful God.

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You have no present store

Laid up for future needs;

Yet He will not forget the poor,

Who hungry ravens feeds.

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4 Your Father will bestow
On you your daily bread;
The ravens neither reap nor sow,
And yet are richly fed.

5 How mean these creatures are!
Yet God supplies their wants;
And he that doth for ravens care,
Will not forget his saints.

6 For you the Saviour died;
Heav'n is prepar'd for you:
He that for ravens doth provide,
Will feed his children too.

7 If Satan should suggest,

God will not hear your cry,
He hears young ravens in their nest,
And answers from the sky.

8 His gracious word believe,

Forget your long complaint;
If God doth food to ravens give,
His children shall not want.

104. L. M. Mr. John Fawcett.

Miraculous Providence. 1 Kings, xvii. 6. WHEN God's own people stand in need, His goodness will provide supplies; Thus when Elijah faints for bread,

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A raven to his succour flies.

2 At God's command, with speedy wings,
The hungry bird resigns its prey,
And to the rev'rend prophet brings
The needful portion day by day.
3 This method may be counted strange;
But happy was Elijah's lot;

For nature's course shall sooner change
Than God's dear children be forgot.
4 This wonder has been oft renew'd,
And saints, by sweet experience, find
Their evils over-rul'd for good,

Their foes to friendly deeds inclin'd.
5 Who shall distrust that mighty hand
Which rules with universal sway,
Which nature's laws can countermand,
Or feed us by a bird of prey!

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