Calm.

Oh, help us when our spirits bleed
With contrite anguish sore;

And when our hearts are cold and dead,
Oh, help us, Lord, the more.

Oh, help us through the prayer of faith
More firmly to believe;

For still the more the servant hath,
The more shall he receive.

If strangers to Thy fold we call,
Imploring at Thy feet,

The crumbs that from Thy table fall,
'Tis all we dare entreat.

But be it, Lord of Mercy, all,

So Thou wilt grant but this :
The crumbs that from Thy table fall
Are light, and life, and bliss.

Oh, help us, Jesus, from on high;
We know no help but Thee;
Oh, help us so to live and die
As Thine in heaven to be.

Calm.

REV. HORATIUS BONAR, D.D.

‘ALM me, my God, and keep me calm,

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Whilst these hot breezes blow;

Be like the night-dew's cooling balm

Upon earth's fever'd brow!

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Calm me, my God, and keep me calm,
Soft resting on Thy breast;

Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm,
And bid my spirit rest.

Calm me, my God, and keep me calm,
Let Thine outstretched wing

Be like the shade of Elim's palm
Beside her desert-spring.

Yes; keep me calm, though loud and rude

The sounds my ear that greet;

Calm in the closet's solitude,

Calm in the bustling street;

Calm in the hour of buoyant health,
Calm in my hour of pain;
Calm in my poverty or wealth,
Calm in my loss or gain;

Calm in the sufferance of wrong,

Like Him who bore my shame;

Calm 'mid the threat'ning, taunting throng, Who hate Thy holy Name.

Calm as the ray of sun or star,

Which storms assail in vain,

Moving unruffled through earth's war,

Th' eternal calm to gain!

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In Thee, O Lord, we put our Trust.

J. E. CARPENTER.—Music by Stephen Glover.

N Thee, O Lord, we put our trust,

IN

Thy ways are for the good and just ;
We mark Thy presence in the breeze,
The leaf it severs from the trees,

The flower that blooms and then decays,
In all we mark Thy wondrous ways;
Our faith and trust we place in Thee,
Dread Ruler of eternity!

In Thee, O Lord, we put our trust,
We, trembling children of the dust;
For every thing that lives and moves
Thy impress bears, Thy presence proves ;
The seasons, as they onward roll,
Bear witness to Thy wise control;
The streams, the hills, the rocks, the sea,
Bear token of Thy majesty !

In Thee, O Lord, we put our trust;
We know that Thou art good and just;
That Thou alone hast power to save
The sinner in his early grave;
Grant us, we pray, for Thy dear Son,
That, when life's weary race is run,
Our trembling souls may meet the just,
Who place, O Lord, in Thee their trust!

"What shall I Render?”

Psalm cxvi. 12, 13.

REV. JOHN NEWTON..

OR mercies, countless as the sands,

FOR

Which daily I receive

From Jesus my Redeemer's hands,

My soul, what canst thou give?

Alas! from such a heart as mine,
What can I bring Him forth?
My best is stain'd and dyed with sin,
My all is nothing worth.

Yet this acknowledgment I'll make
For all He has bestow'd;
Salvation's sacred cup I'll take,
And call upon my God.

The best returns for one like me,
So wretched and so poor,
Is from His gifts to draw a plea,
And ask Him still for more.

I cannot serve Him as I ought,
No works have I to boast;
Yet would I glory in the thought

That I should owe Him most.

Prayer for Children.

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Prayer for Children.

WILLIAM COWPER.

GRACIOUS Lord, our children see,

By Thy mercy we are free;

But shall these, alas! remain
Subjects still of Satan's reign?
Israel's young ones when of old
Pharaoh threaten'd to withhold;
Then Thy messenger said, "No;
Let the children also go."

When the angel of the Lord,
Drawing forth his dreadful sword,
Slew, with an avenging hand,
All the first-born of the land,
Then the people's door he pass'd
Where the bloody sign was placed :
Hear us now, upon our knees,

Plead the blood of Christ for these!

Lord, we tremble, for we know
How the fierce malicious foe,
Wheeling round his watchful flight,
Keeps them ever in his sight.
Spread Thy pinions, King of kings!
Hide them safe beneath Thy wings,
Lest the ravenous bird of prey
Stoop, and bear the brood away.