God is the fountain whence Ten thousand blessings flow; To him my life, my health, and friends, And every good, I owe. 2 The comforts he affords Are neither few nor small; He is the source of fresh delights, My portion and my all. 3 He fills my heart with joy, My lips attunes for praise; And to his glory I’ll devote The remnant of my days. 97 7s, double. Psalm 136. Let us with a joyful mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us sound his name abroad, For of gods he is the God Who by wisdom did create Heaven’s expanse and all its state; 2 Did the solid earth ordain How to rise above the main; Who, by his commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light; Caused the golden-tresséd sun All the day his course to run; And the moon to shine by night, ’Mid her spangled sisters bright. 3 All his creatures God doth feed, His full hand supplies their need; Let us therefore warble forth His high majesty and worth. He his mansion hath on high, ’Bove the reach of mortal eye; And his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 98 P. M. Thou art my hiding place. Psalm 32:7. To thee, O God! to thee, With lowly heart I bend; Lord, to my prayer attend, And haste to succor me, Thou never-failing friend! For seas of trouble o’er me roll, And ’whelm with tears my sinking soul. 2 On thee, O God! on thee, With humble hope I’ll lean; Thou who hast ever been A hiding place to me In many a troubled scene; Whose heart, with love and mercy fraught, Back to the fold thy wanderer brought. 99 8s & 7s. The elder brother. Yes, for me, for me he careth With a brother’s tender care; Yes, with me, with me he shareth Every burden, every fear. 2 Yes, o’er me, o’er me he watcheth, Ceaseless watcheth, night and day; Yes, e’en me, e’en me he snatcheth From the perils of the way. 3 Yes, for me he standeth pleading At the mercy-seat above; Ever for me interceding, Constant in untiring love. 4 Yes, in me abroad he sheddeth Joys unearthly, love and light; And to cover me he spreadeth His paternal wing of might. 5 Yes, in me, in me he dwelleth; I in him, and he in me! And my empty soul he filleth, Here and through eternity. 6 Thus I wait for his returning, Singing all the way to heaven: Such the joyful song of morning Such the tranquil song of even. 100 10s & 11s. Jehovah jireh. Gen. 22:14.