7s. M.
Bowring.
Father! glorify Thy name!
Whatsoe’er our portion be,
Wheresoever led by Thee,
If to glory,—if to shame,—
Let Thy name be glorified!
If in doubt and darkness lost,
Hope deceived and purpose crost,
Naught amiss can e’er betide,—
Vain and blind our wishes are;
This can be no idle prayer,
This can be no worthless claim,—
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