89. C. M. Dr. Watts. The Providence of God in successive Seasons. Psalm Ixv. Second Part. 1, "God of eternal pow'r! The sea grows calm at thy command, 2 Thy morning light and evening shade Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, 3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, 4 Those wand'ring cisterns of the sky, 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fil!, Providence equitable and kind. Ps. cvii. 2 Thou givest with paternal care, And 'tis the necessary share Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. When most secure the coming hour, 1 5 All things on earth, and all in heav'n, On thy eternal will depend; And all for greater good were giv❜n, And all shall in thy glory end! 6 This be my care, to all beside Indiff'rent let my wishes be, Passion be calm, and dumb be pride, And fix'd, O God! my soul on thee. 91. C. M. Cowper. 1 The Mysteries of Providence. GOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, He treasures up his bright designs, 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, Are big with mercy, and shall break 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 5 His purposes will ripen fast, The bud may have a bitter taste, 92. C. M. Mr. Beddome. Mysteries of Providence to be explained hereafter. John, xiii. 7. G REAT God of Providence! thy ways Wrapt in impenetrable shades! 1 2 The wondrous methods of thy grace The nearer we attempt t'approach, 3 But in the world of bliss above, These myst'ries shall be all unveil'd, 4 The Sun of Righteousness shall there 93. C. M. Mr. Addison. Providence amidst Dangers. HOW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord, How sure is their defence! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne, They know thou art not slow to hear, 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, The sea that roars at thy command, 5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, 6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to thee. 94. C. M. Dr. Watts. Deliverance and Protection. Ps. xxxiv. 1 T'LL bless the Lord from day to day; How good are all his ways! Ye humble souls that us'd to pray, Come, help my lips to praise. 2 Sing to the honour of his name, How a poor sufferer cry'd, Nor was his hope expos'd to shame, 3 [O sinners, come and taste his love, 4 He bids his angels pitch their tents 5 [O love the Lord, ye saints of his! How richly bless'd their portion is But God supplies his holy poor 95. P. M. Mr. Addison. Confidence in Divine Providence. Ps. xxiii. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, Worldly Anxiety reproved; or, Confidence in Providence. 1 WHY do I thus perplex W My breath of life and air, With fears of distant ills, and vex Why waste I then my time, my peace, 3 These covetous desires, These restless cares I leave To them whose hope at death expires, 4 Will he whose bounty gave My life, its food deny? Who form'd my nature apt to crave, 5 Behold the flowers that grow That for the furnace stand; With what rich dyes their garments glow 6 The tribes that wing the sky, 7 Then let to-morrow's cares Until to-morrow stay; The trouble which the day prepares, |