2 All-wise, almighty, and all-good,
In Thee I firmly trust;
Thy ways, unknown or understood,
Are merciful and just.
3 May I remember that to Thee
Whate'er I have I owe;
And back in gratitude from me
May all Thy bounties flow.
4 Thy gifts are only then enjoyed,
When used as talents lent;
Those talents only well employed,
When in Thy service spent.
5 And though Thy wisdom takes away,
Shall I arraign Thy will?
No, let me bless Thy name, and say
"The Lord is gracious still."
6 A pilgrim through the earth I roam,
Of nothing long possessed,
And all must fail when I go home,
For this is not my rest.
522. C. M. C. Wesley.
For the Divine Presence.
1 Speak with us, Lord; Thyself reveal,
While here on earth we rove;
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel
The kindlings of Thy love.
2 With Thee conversing, we forget
All toil and time and care;
Labor is rest, and pain is sweet,
If Thou art present there.
3 Here then, our God, be pleased to stay,
And bid our hearts rejoice;
Our bounding hearts shall own Thy sway,
And echo to Thy voice.
4 Thou callest us to seek Thy face;
Thy face, O God, we seek,
Attend the whispers of Thy grace,
And hear Thee inly speak.
523. C. M. Wesley.
Struggling Upward.
1 Father divine, our wants relieve
In this our evil day;
To all Thy tempted children give
The power to watch and pray.
2 Long as our fiery trials last,
Long as the cross we bear,
O, let our souls on Thee be cast,
In never-ceasing prayer!
3 Thy spirit of untroubled peace
Give us in faith to claim,
To wrestle till we see Thy face,
And know Thy hidden name.
4 Till Thou Thy perfect love impart,
Till Thou Thyself bestow,
Be this the cry of every heart,--
I will not let Thee go;
5 I will not let Thee go, unless
Thou tell Thy name to me;
With all Thy great salvation bless,
And make me all like Thee.
6 Then let us, on the mountain top,
Behold Thine unveiled face,
Where faith in sight is swallowed up,
And prayer in endless praise.
524. 7 & 6s. M. Wesleyan.
Longing for Rest in God.
1 O almighty God of love!
Thy holy arm display;
Send us succor from above,
Against the evil day;
Arm our weakness with Thy power;
Put Thy strength our hearts within;
Be our stronghold and our tower
Against the assaults of sin.
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