Group: Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs§↻

1 Lord, and is thine anger gone?
And art thou pacify'd?
After all that I have done,
Dost thou no longer chide?
Infinite thy mercies are;
Beneath the weight I cannot move,
O 'tis more that I can bear,
The sense of pard'ning love!

2 Let it still my heart constrain,
And all my passions sway;
Keep me, lest I turn again
Out of the narrow way;
Force my vi'lence to be still,
And captivate my ev'ry thought;
Charm and melt, and change my will,
And bring me down to nought.

3 If I have begun once more
Thy sweet return to feel;
If even now I find thy pow'r
Present my soul to heal:
Still and quiet may I be,
Nor struggle out of thine embrace;
Never more resist or fly
From thy pursuing grace.

4 To the cross, thine altar, bind
Me with the cords of love;
Freedom let me never find
Form my dear Lord to move;
That I never, never more
May with my much-lov'd Master part,
To the posts of mercy's door
O nail my willing heart.

5 See my utter helplessness,
And leave me not alone;
O preserve in perfect peace,
And seal me for thine own!
More and more thyself reveal,
Thy presence let me always find;
Comfort and confirm, and heal,
My feeble, sin-sick mind.

6 As the apple of an eye
Thy weakest servant keep;
Help me at thy feet to lie,
And there for ever weep:
Tears of joy mine eyes o'erflow,
That I've an hope of heav'n;
Much of love I ought to know,
For I have much forgiv'n.

A hymn by Charles Wesley.

1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart;
Make me teachable and mild,
Upright, simple, free from art;
Make me as a weaned child,
From distrust and envy free,
Pleased with all that pleases Thee.

2 What Thou shalt to-day provide
Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide
Calmly to Thy wisdom leave:
'Tis enough that Thou wilt care;
Why should I the burden bear?

3 As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own,
Knows he's neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone,--
Let me thus with Thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.

4 Thus preserved from Satan's wiles,
Safe from dangers, free from fears,
May I live upon Thy smiles
Till the promised hour appears,
When the sons of God shall prove
All their Father's boundless love.

A wonderful hymn by John Newton.

God's blessings upon you, JeanBeanM. John 14:27.

I seem, sadly, to be carrying a lot of anxiety around (have been memorizing to try to help), and this hymn is helpful! Thank you, treeswallow!

1 He holds the key of all unknown,
And I am glad;
If other hands should hold the key,
Or, if He trusted it to me,
I might be sad,
I might be sad.
2 What if tomorrow's cares were here
Without its rest?
I'd rather He unlocked the day
And as the hours swing open say,
“My will is best,”
“My will is best.”
3 The very dimness of my sight
Makes me secure;
For, groping in my misty way,
I feel His hand; I hear Him say,
“My help is sure,”
“My help is sure.”
4 I cannot read His future plans,
But this I know;
I have the smiling of His face,
And all the refuge of His grace,
While here below,
While here below.
5 Enough; this covers all my wants,
And so I rest;
For, what I cannot, He can see,
And in His care I safe shall be,
Forever blest,
Forever blest.

A hymn by John Parker.