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4-62,463 HYMNS. [PART
Th’ exub’rance—still our God adore,
And bless the needy from our store!
6 Or should we feel the pains of want,
Submission, resignation grant,
Till thou shalt send the wish’d supply,
Or call us to the bliss on high.
462:
Patience.
1 (A LORD, though bitter is the cup
^ Thy gracious hand deals out to me,
I cheerfully would drink it up;
That cannot hurt which comes from thee.
2 ’Tis mix’d by thy unchanging love,
And not a drop of wrath is there;
The saints who now are bless’d above,
Were often most afflicted here.
3 From Jesus thy incarnate Son,
I’ll learn obedience to thy will,
And humbly kiss the chast’ning rod.
When its severest strokes I fern.
463.
Resignation.
1 "DEACE! ’tis the Lord Jehovah’s hand
-*• Removes our friends by death ;
Changes the visage once so dear.
When he recalls their breath.
2 ’Tis he, the Potentate supreme
Of all the worlds above.
Whose steady counsels wisely rule.
Nor from their purpose move.
3 ’Tis he, whose justice might demand
Our souls a sacrifice;
Yet scatters with unwearied hand
A thousand rich supplies.