A Hymn.

While thee I seek, protecting Power!         Be my vain wishes still'd;     And may this consecrated hour         With better hopes be fill'd.     Thy love the powers of thought bestow'd,         To thee my thoughts would soar;     Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd -         That mercy I adore.     In each event of life, how clear,         Thy ruling hand I see;     Each blessing to my soul more dear,         Because conferr'd by thee.     In every joy that crowns my days,         In every pain I bear,     My heart shall find delight in praise,         Or seek relief in prayer.     When gladness wings my favour'd hour,         Thy love my thoughts shall fill:     Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lower,         My soul shall meet thy will.     My lifted eye without a tear         The lowring storm shall see;     My stedfast heart shall know no fear -         That heart will rest on Thee!