3 Is there an hour of peace and joy, When hope is all my soul's employ;-- My Father! still my hopes will roam, Until they rest with Thee, their home. 4 The noontide blaze, the midnight scene, The dawn, or twilight's sweet serene, The glow of health, the dying hour, Shall own my Father's grace and power. 267. 7s. M. Heber. Consider the Lilies. 1 Lo, the lilies of the field! How their leaves instruction yield! Hark to nature's lesson given By the blessed birds of heaven! Every bush and tufted tree Warbles trust and piety:-- Mortals, banish doubt and sorrow, God provideth for the morrow. 2 One there lives, whose guardian eye Guides our earthly destiny; One there lives, who, Lord of all, Keeps His children lest they fall: Pass we, then, in love and praise, Trusting Him through all our days, Free from doubt and faithless sorrow,-- God provideth for the morrow. 268. 10s. M. Jones Very. The Son. 1 Father! I wait Thy word. The sun doth stand Beneath the mingling line of night and day, A listening servant, waiting Thy command, To roll rejoicing on its silent way. 2 The tongue of time abides the appointed hour, Till on our ear its solemn warnings fall; The heavy cloud withholds the pelting shower,-- Then, every drop speeds onward at Thy call. 3 The bird reposes on the yielding bough, With breast unswollen by the tide of song;-- So does my spirit wait Thy presence now, To pour Thy praise in quickening life along. 269. 7s. M. Bowring. "Father! Glorify Thy Name!" 1 Father! glorify Thy name! Whatsoe'er our portion be, Wheresoever led by Thee, If to glory,--if to shame,-- Father! glorify Thy name! 2 Let Thy name be glorified! If in doubt and darkness lost, Hope deceived and purpose crost, Naught amiss can e'er betide,-- Let Thy name be glorified! 3 Father! glorify Thy name! Vain and blind our wishes are; This can be no idle prayer, This can be no worthless claim,-- Father! glorify Thy name! 270. L. M. C. Wesley. God Leads Us Right. 1 Leader of Israel's host, and Guide Of all who seek the land above, Beneath Thy shadow we abide, The cloud of Thy protecting love; Our strength Thy grace, our rule Thy word, Our end the glory of the Lord. 2 By Thine unerring Spirit led, We shall not in the desert stray, We shall not full direction need, Nor miss our providential way; As far from danger as from fear, While love, almighty love, is near.