w in the Cloud.

1 Out of the depths of woe,
To Thee, O Lord, I cry;
Darkness surrounds Thee, but I know
That Thou art ever nigh.

2 Like them whose longing eyes
Watch till the morning star,
Though late and seen through tempests, rise,
Heaven's portals to unbar,--

3 Like them I watch and pray;
And though it tarry long,
Catch the first gleam of welcome day
Then burst into a song.

4 Glory to God above!
The waters soon will cease;
For lo, the swift returning dove
Brings home the sign of peace.

5 Though storms Thy face obscure,
And dangers threaten loud,
Thy holy covenant is sure;
Thy bow is in the cloud!

548. 7 & 6s. M. Montgomery.

In Time of Tribulation.

1 In time of tribulation,
Hear, Lord, our earnest cries;
With humble supplication
To Thee the spirit flies.

2 Remembered songs of gladness,
Through night's lone silence brought,
Strike notes of deepest sadness,
And stir desponding thought.

3 Hath God cast off forever?
Can time His truth impair?
His tender mercy never
Shall we presume to share?

4 Hath He His loving-kindness
Shut up in bitter wrath?
No! it is human blindness,
That cannot see His path.

5 We'll call to recollection
The years of Thy right hand,
And, strong in Thy protection,
Again through Faith we stand.

6 Thy way is in great waters,
Thy footsteps are not known;
But let earth's sons and daughters
Confide in Thee alone!

7 Through the wild sea Thou leddest
Thy chosen flock of yore;
Still on the wave thou treadest,
And Thy redeemed pass o'er.

549. 6 & 5s. M. Montgomery.

I Will Extol Thee, O Lord!

1 Yea, I will extol Thee,
Lord of Life and light!
For Thine arm upheld me,
Turned my foes to flight.

2 I implored Thy succor,
Thou wast swift to save,
To heal my wounded spirit,
And bring me from the grave.

3 Grief may, like the pilgrim,
Through the night sojourn,
Yet shall joy, to-morrow,
With the sun return.

4 Thou hast turned my mourning
Into minstrelsy;
Girded me with gladness,
Set from thraldom free.