3 “My times are in thy hand,” Why should I doubt or fear? My Father’s hand will never cause His child a needless tear. 915 S. M. D. Spiritual wants. My God, my Strength, my Hope, On thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hearest my prayer. Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do— On thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew. 2 I want a Godly fear, A quick-discerning eye, That looks to thee when sin is near, And bids the tempter fly; A spirit still prepared, And armed with jealous care, For ever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer. 3 I rest upon thy word; The promise is for me; My succor and salvation, Lord, Shall surely come from thee: But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient spirit guide Into thy perfect love. 916 S. M. Rom. 14:7, 9. Blest be thy love, dear Lord, That taught us this sweet way, Only to love thee for thyself, And for that love obey. 2 O thou, our souls’ chief hope! We to thy mercy fly; Where’er we are, thou canst protect, Whate’er we need, supply. 3 Whether we sleep or wake, To thee we both resign; By night we see, as well as day, If thy light on us shine. 4 Whether we live or die, Both we submit to thee; In death we live, as well as life, If thine in death we be. 917 S. M. Not far from home. Your harps, ye trembling saints! Down from the willows take; Loud to the praise of love divine, Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home, And, nearer to our house above, We every moment come. 3 His grace will, to the end, Stronger and brighter shine; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench this spark divine. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame Then will we trust our gracious God, And rest upon his name. 5 Blest is the man, O God! That stays himself on thee: Who waits for thy salvation, Lord! Shall thy salvation see. 918 7s. Having all in having Christ. Jesus, take me for thine own; To thy will my spirit frame; Thou shalt reign, and thou alone, Over all I have and am. 2 Making thus the Lord my choice, I have nothing more to choose, But to listen to thy voice, And my will in thine to lose. 3 Then, whatever may betide, I shall safe and happy be; Still content and satisfied:— Having all in having thee.