2 Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe from corroding care, Safe from the world's temptations Sin cannot harm me there. Free from the blight of sorrow, Free from my doubts and fears; Only a few more trials, Only a few more tears! 3 Jesus, my heart's dear refuge, Jesus has died for me; Firm on the Rock of Ages Ever my trust shall be. Here let me wait with patience, Wait till the night is o'er; Wait till I see the morning Break on the golden shore. Fanny J. Crosby. 371 He Leadeth Me. L.M. _Divine Guidance_ He leadeth me! oh! blessed tho't, Oh! words with heav'nly comfort fraught; Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. Ref.--He leadeth me! he leadeth me! By his own hand he leadeth me; His faithful follower I would be, For by his hand he leadeth me. 2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters still, o'er troubled sea-- Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me. 3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine. Nor ever murmur or repine-- Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. 4 And when my task on earth is done, When by thy grace, the vict'ry's won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God thro' Jordan leadeth me. Rev. Jos. H. Gilmore, 1861. 372 Jewett. 6s. D. _Mark 14:36._ (864) My Jesus, as thou wilt-- O may thy will be mine! Into thy hand of love I would my all resign; Through sorrow, or through joy, Conduct me as thine own, And help me still to say, My Lord, thy will be done! 2 My Jesus, as thou wilt-- If needy here and poor, Give me thy people's bread, Their portion rich and sure; The manna of thy word, Let my soul feed upon, And, if all else should fail, My Lord, thy will be done! 3 My Jesus, as thou wilt-- If among thorns I go, Still sometimes here and there Let a few roses blow. But thou, on earth, along The thorny path hast gone: Then lead me after thee; My Lord, thy will be done! Benjamin Schmolke. Tr. by Jane Borthwick, 1853. 373 Trusting in the Promise. P.M. _The Promise Secure._ I have found repose for my weary soul, Trusting in the promise of the Savior; And a harbor safe when the billows roll, Trusting in the promise of the Savior. I will fear no foe in the deadly strife, Trusting in the promise of the Savior; I will bear my lot in the toil of life, Trusting in the promise of the Savior. Ref.--Resting on his mighty arm forever, Never from his loving heart to sever, I will rest by grace in his strong embrace, Trusting in the promise of the Savior. 2 I will sing my song as the days go by, Trusting in the promise of the Savior; And rejoice in hope, while I live or die, Trusting in the promise of the Savior. I can smile at grief and abide in pain, Trusting in the promise of the Savior; And the loss of all shall be highest gain, Trusting in the promise of the Savior.