III.

"If ye shall ask anything in my name, I will do it."-JOHN xiv. 14.

My prayer to the promise shall cling-
I will not give heed to a doubt;
For I ask for the one needful thing,
Which I cannot be happy without.

A spirit of lowly repose

In the love of the Lamb that was slain,
A heart to be touched with his woes,
And a care not to grieve Him again—

The peace that my Saviour has bought,
The cheerfulness nothing can dim,
The love that can bring every thought

Into perfect obedience to Him

The wisdom his mercy to own

In the way He directs me to take,— "To glory in Jesus alone,

And to love, and do good, for His sake.

All this Thou hast offered to me

In the promise whereon I will rest;
For faith, O my Saviour, in Thee,
Is the substance of all my request.

Thy word has commanded my prayer,
Thy Spirit has taught me to pray;
And all my unholy despair

Is ready to vanish away.

Thou wilt not be weary of me,

Thy promise my faith will sustain,

And soon, very soon, I shall see

That I have not been asking in vain.

IV.

"I even I, am He that comforteth you."-ISAIAH li. 12.

SWEET is the solace of Thy love,
My Heavenly Friend, to me,
While through the hidden way of faith
I journey home with Thee,

Learning by quiet thankfulness

As a dear child to be.

Though from the shadow of Thy peace

My feet would often stray,

Thy mercy follows all my steps,

And will not turn away;

Yea, Thou wilt comfort me at last,

As none beneath Thee may.

Oft in a dark and lonely place,

I hush my hastened breath.

To hear the comfortable words

Thy loving Spirit saith;

And feel my safety in Thy hand
From every kind of death.

O there is nothing in the world
To weigh against Thy will;

Even the dark times I dread the most

Thy covenant fulfil:

And when the pleasant morning dawns

I find Thee with me still.

No other comforter I need,

If Thou, O Lord, be mine,

Thy rod will bring my spirit low,

Thy fire my heart refine,

And cause me pain that none can heal

By other love than Thine.

Then in the secret of my soul,

Though hosts my peace invade,

Though through a waste and weary land

My lonely way be made,

Thou, even Thou, wilt comfort me

I need not be afraid.

Still in the solitary place

I would awhile abide,

Till with the solace of Thy love

My heart is satisfied;

And all my hopes of happiness
Stay calmly at Thy side.