.
Free from the blight of sorrow,
Free from my doubts and fears;
Only a few more trials,
Only a few more tears!

3 Jesus, my heart's dear refuge,
Jesus has died for me;
Firm on the Rock of Ages
Ever my trust shall be.
Here let me wait with patience,
Wait till the night is o'er;
Wait till I see the morning
Break on the golden shore.

Fanny J. Crosby.

371 He Leadeth Me. L.M.

_Divine Guidance_

He leadeth me! oh! blessed tho't,
Oh! words with heav'nly comfort fraught;
Whate'er I do, where'er I be,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.

Ref.--He leadeth me! he leadeth me!
By his own hand he leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be,
For by his hand he leadeth me.

2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,
By waters still, o'er troubled sea--
Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me.

3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine.
Nor ever murmur or repine--
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.

4 And when my task on earth is done,
When by thy grace, the vict'ry's won,
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee,
Since God thro' Jordan leadeth me.

Rev. Jos. H. Gilmore, 1861.

372 Jewett. 6s. D.

_Mark 14:36._ (864)

My Jesus, as thou wilt--
O may thy will be mine!
Into thy hand of love
I would my all resign;
Through sorrow, or through joy,
Conduct me as thine own,
And help me still to say,
My Lord, thy will be done!

2 My Jesus, as thou wilt--
If needy here and poor,
Give me thy people's bread,
Their portion rich and sure;
The manna of thy word,
Let my soul feed upon,
And, if all else should fail,
My Lord, thy will be done!

3 My Jesus, as thou wilt--
If among thorns I go,
Still sometimes here and there
Let a few roses blow.
But thou, on earth, along
The thorny path hast gone:
Then lead me after thee;
My Lord, thy will be done!

Benjamin Schmolke. Tr. by Jane Borthwick, 1853.

373 Trusting in the Promise. P.M.

_The Promise Secure._

I have found repose for my weary soul,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior;
And a harbor safe when the billows roll,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.
I will fear no foe in the deadly strife,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior;
I will bear my lot in the toil of life,
Trusting in the promise of the Savior.

Ref.--Resting on his mighty arm forever,
Never from his loving hear