hy head,
At eve it shall be light!

2 Though earth-born shadows now may shroud
Our toilsome path a while,
God's blessed word can part each cloud,
And bid the sunshine smile.
If we but trust in living faith,
His love and power divine,
Then, though our sun may set in death,
His light shall round us shine.

3 When tempest-clouds are dark on high,
His bow of love and peace
Shines beauteous in the vaulted sky,
Token that storms shall cease.
Then keep we on, with hope unchilled,
By faith and not by sight,
And we shall own his word fulfilled,--
"At eve it shall be light."

332. C. M. Anonymous.

God's Way is on the Deep.

1 Thy way is on the deep, O Lord!
E'en there we'll go with Thee;
We'll meet the tempest at Thy word,
And walk upon the sea.

2 Poor tremblers at His rougher wind,
Why do we doubt Him so?
Who gives the storms a path will find
The way our feet shall go.

3 A moment may His hand seem lost,
Drear moment of delay;--
We cry, "Lord, help the tempest-tost!"
And safe we're borne away.

4 O happy soul, of faith divine!
Thy victory how sure!
The love that kindles joy is thine,
The patience to endure.

333. H. M. Mrs. Miles.

In Affliction.

1 Thou, infinite in love!
Guide this bewildered mind,
Which, like the trembling dove,
No resting-place can find
On the wild waters,--God of light,
Through the thick darkness lead me right!

2 Bid the fierce conflict cease,
And fear and anguish fly;
Let there again be peace,
As in the days gone by:
In Jesus' name I cry to Thee,
Remembering Gethsemane.

3 Fain would earth's true and dear
Save me in this dark hour;
And art not Thou more near?
Art Thou not love and power?
Vain is the help of man,--but Thou
Canst send deliverance even now.

4 Though through the future's shade
Pale phantoms I descry,
Let me not shrink dismayed,
But ever feel Thee nigh;
There may be grief, and pain, and care
But, O my Father! Thou art there.

334. C. M. Anonymous.