Gracious Saviour! let it please Thee, Be my Friend in every hour, Be my Friend, till death release me, Be my faithful Staff of pow'r! When Thou to Thyself wilt bind me, Then a heart Thou soon wilt find me, By Thy Holy Spirit fir'd With good thoughts to me inspir'd. FOR TEMPORAL AND ETERNAL WELFARE. O God, my Father! thanks to Thee I bring with deep humility, That Thou Thine anger endest, And that Thy Son, Our Joy and Crown, Into the world Thou sendest. He hath appear'd, His precious blood Hath pourèd forth in such a flood, That all our sins it washes. Who to Him cleaves, He soon relieves Of burdens, and refreshes. I come, Lord! as the best I may, Take me into the band, I pray, Of those who are forgiven, Who through this blood Are just and good, And shall be bless'd in heaven. Oh! let mine eye and hand of faith This noble pledge keep without scath, Away from me ne'er casting; And let this light Lead me aright, To the light everlasting. The mansion of my soul prepare, Cast out whate'er is evil there, And build in me Thy dwelling: Thy grace so free Reveal to me, My soul with Thy love filling. All things are mine when I have Thee, Thou void of gifts canst never be; A thousand ways Thou knowest On earth to keep Thy feeble sheep; Enough Thou aye bestowest. Grant that I in my station here Thee in Thy word may ever fear, So guide what things concern me, That found in me True faith may be, And may with truth adorn me. And give me a contented mind, For when with godliness combin'd, Great gain thence ever floweth. Then what of good It pleaseth God To give, great peace bestoweth. The little that by God's great grace The righteous as his portion has, To honour more commendeth, Than all the gold The world doth hold, And with proud spirit spendeth. The faithful, Lord, to Thee are known, Thou art their Joy, and they Thine own, To shame thou putt'st them never; Comes scarcity, Their bread from Thee They find in all lands ever. God loveth him who fears and cleaves To Him, sees that no mischance grieves, In his ways joyeth ever; And if he slide, God doth abide, Doth bless him and deliver. God's eye is upon all who wait And hope in Him both soon and late, In all need to deliver, E'en in the hour When to devour Death threatens them for ever. Lord, Thou canst only gracious be, Thou givest all to know and see Thy goodness and Thy favour, Who with their mouth And heart in truth Own Thee their only Saviour.