341    C.M.     J. Fawcett
Perseverance Desired. Ps. 119. 117; 73. 24

1 Lord, hast thou made me know thy ways?
  Conduct me in thy fear;
  And grant me such supplies of grace,
  That I may persevere.

2 Let but thy own almighty arm
  Sustain a feeble worm,
  I shall escape, secure from harm
  Amid the dreadful storm.

3 Be thou my all-sufficient Friend,
  Till all my toils shall cease;
  Guard me through life, and let my end
  Be everlasting peace.