Though, worn with poverty and woe,
My widowed footsteps stray.

5 To give my weakness strength, O God,
Thy staff shall yet avail;
And though thou chasten with thy rod,
That staff shall never fail.

972. C. M. Anonymous.

The Orphan's Hymn.

1 Where shall the child of sorrow find
A place for calm repose?
Thou, Father of the fatherless,
Pity the orphan's woes!

2 What friend have I in heaven or earth,
What friend to trust but thee?
My father's dead--my mother's dead;
My God, remember me!

3 Thy gracious promise now fulfil,
And bid my trouble cease;
In thee the fatherless shall find
Pure mercy, grace and peace.

4 I've not a secret care or pain,
But he that secret knows;
Thou, Father of the fatherless,
Pity the orphan's woes!

973. 7s. M. Bowring.

"The rich and poor meet together."

1 Come the rich and come the poor,
To the Christian temple door;
Let their mingled prayers ascend
To the universal Friend.

2 Here the rich and poor may claim
Common ancestry and name;
Claim a common heritage,
In the gospel's promise page.

3 Of the same materials wrought;
By the same instructor taught;
Walking in life's common way;
Tending to the same decay.

4 Rich and poor at last shall meet
At the heavenly mercy seat;
Where the name of rich and poor
Never shall be uttered more.

974. L. M. Bowring.

Temptation.

1 Oh, what a struggle wakes within,
When in the spirit's solitude,
The tempting, treacherous thoughts of sin,
In all their luring smiles intrude!

2 'Tis then, my Father! then I feel
My nature's weakness, and, oppressed,
Like a poor trembling child I steal
To thee, for safety, and for rest.

3 Beneath thy shadow let me live!
Be thou my Friend--my Father be!
I bend in trust--I pray! forgive
The erring child that flies to thee!

975. L. M. Anonymous.

The Faithful Minister.

1 "Let there be light!"--When from on high,
O God, that first commandment came,
Forth leaped the sun; and earth and sky
Lay in his light, and felt his flame.

2 "Let there be light!"--The light of grace
And truth, a darkling world to bless,