4 There is a river that makes glad
The city of our God;
The tabernacle's holy place
Of the Most High's abode.
5 The Lord is in the midst of her,
Removed she shall not be;
Because the Lord our God himself
Shall help her speedily.
6 The Lord our strength and refuge is,
When trouble's hour is near;
A very present help is He;
Therefore we will not fear.
256. S. M. Moravian.
Be of Good Courage.
1 Give to the winds thy fears!
Hope and be undismayed!
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears;
God shall lift up thy head.
2 Through waves, through clouds and storms,
He gently clears thy way;
Wait thou His time, so shall the night
Soon end in joyous day.
3 He everywhere hath rule,
And all things serve His might;
His every act pure blessing is,
His path, unsullied light.
4 Thou comprehend'st Him not;
Yet earth and heaven tell,
God sits as sovereign on the throne;
He ruleth all things well.
5 Thou seest our weakness, Lord,
Our hearts are known to Thee;
O, lift Thou up the sinking hand,
Confirm the feeble knee!
6 Let us, in life or death,
Boldly Thy truth declare;
And publish, with our latest breath,
Thy love and guardian care.
257. S. M. Anonymous.
Rejoice in the Lord Alway.
1 Rejoice in God alway;
When earth looks heavenly bright,
When joy makes glad the livelong day,
And peace shuts in the night.
2 Rejoice when care and woe
The fainting soul oppress;
When tears at wakeful midnight flow,
And morn brings heaviness.
3 Rejoice in hope and fear;
Rejoice in life and death;
Rejoice when threatening storms are near,
And comfort languisheth.
4 When should not they rejoice,
Whom Christ his brethren calls;
Who hear and know his guiding voice,
When on their hearts it falls?
5 So, though our path is steep,
And many a tempest lowers,
Shall his own peace our spirits keep,
And Christ's dear love be ours.
258. S. M. *Doddridge.
God Will Provide.
1 How gentle God's commands!
How kind His precepts are!
Come, leave your burdens to the Lord,
And trust His constant care.
2 His bounty will provide;
Ye shall securely dwell;
The hand that bears creation up
Shall guard His children well.
3 O, why should anxious thought
Press down your weary mind?
Come, seek your Heavenly Father's face,
And peace and gladness find.
4 His goodness stands for all
Unchanged from day to day;
We'll drop our burden at His feet,
And bear a song away.
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