2 While looking to Jesus, my heart cannot fear; I tremble no more when I see Jesus near; I know that his presence my safeguard will be, For, "Why are you troubled?" he saith unto me.

3 Still looking to Jesus, O, may I be found, When Jordan's dark waters encompa.s.s me round!

They bear me away in his presence to be; I see him still nearer whom always I see.

4 Then, then shall I know the full beauty and grace Of Jesus, my Lord, when I stand face to face; Shall know how his love went before me each day, And wonder that ever my eyes turned away.

369 Foundation. 11s.

_Precious Promises._ (867)

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word: What more can he say than to you he has said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?

2 In every condition--in sickness, in health, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea-- As your days may demand, so your succor shall be.

3 Fear not: I am with you, O be not dismayed; I, I am your G.o.d, and will still give you aid; I'll strengthen you, help you, and cause you to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.

4 When through the deep waters I cause you to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not you o'erflow; For I will be with you, your troubles to bless, And sanctify to you your deepest distress.

5 When through fiery trials your pathway shall lie, My grace, all-sufficient, shall be your supply; The flame shall not hurt you; I only design Your dross to consume, and your gold to refine.

6 E'en down to old age all my people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And when h.o.a.ry hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne.

7 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I cannot desert to his foes; That soul, though all h.e.l.l should endeavor to shake, I'll never, no never, no never forsake.

Geo. Keith, 1787.

370 Safe in the Arms of Jesus. P.M.

_Hid with Christ._

Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe on his gentle breast, There by his love o'ershaded, Sweetly my soul shall rest.

Hark! 'tis the voice of angels, Borne in a song to me, Over the fields of glory, Over the jasper sea.

Cho.--Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe on his gentle breast, There by his love o'ershaded, Sweetly my soul shall rest.

2 Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe from corroding care, Safe from the world's temptations Sin cannot harm me there.

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 sh.o.r.e.

f.a.n.n.y 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 G.o.d'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 G.o.d 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 G.o.d 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 th.o.r.n.y 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 heart to sever, I will rest by grace in his strong embrace, Trusting in the promise of the Savior.

2 I will sing my song as the days go by, Trusting in the promise of the Savior; And rejoice in hope, while I live or die, Trusting in the promise of the Savior.

I can smile at grief and abide in pain, Trusting in the promise of the Savior; And the loss of all shall be highest gain, Trusting in the promise of the Savior.

3 Oh, the peace and joy of the life I live, Trusting in the promise of the Savior; Oh, the strength and grace only G.o.d can give, Trusting in the promise of the Savior.

Whosoever will may be saved to-day, Trusting in the promise of the Savior; And begin to walk in the holy way, Trusting in the promise of the Savior.

Rev. H.B. Hartzler.