rest in cheerful hope, but not until they had com-
mended themselves to the protection of the Most High
in the following simple hymn :
"When tempests rage, God !
Do Thou my life watch over ;
And round my frail abode
Let Thine own angels hover ;
That the wild waves may shrink with fear,
Like lambs which see the lion near.
"But should Thy holy will
Decree my death the rather,
In mercy take my soul
Into Thy hands, Father !
From every stain of sin set free,
Through Jesus' blood who died for me."