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58. The Sabbath. (P. M.)
With feasts of heav'nly joy!
And all my pow'rs employ.
Of this care-stricken breast:
To taste thy holy rest.
Thy spirit and thy grace!
And sing Jebovah's praise !
And consolate the mind :
And leave its joy behind.
And all my griefs to tell :
With mourners he will dwell.
6 Thus may my Sabbath pass away,
The sweetest of the seven ;
Eternal and in heav'n !
PRAYER MEETINGS, &c.
For a Spirit of Prayer. (P. M.)
1 JESU, thou sovereign Lord of all,
The same through one eternal day, Attend thy feeblest followers call,
And O instruct us how to pray! Pour out the supplicating grace, And stir us up to seek thy face!
2 We cannot think a gracious thought,
We cannot feel a good desire,
The power into our hearts inspire;
3 Jesus, regard the joint complaint
Of all thy tempted followers here! And now supply the common want,
And send us down the Comforter: The spirit of ceaseless prayer impart, And fix thy agent in our heart.
4 To help our souls infirmity,
To heal thy sin-sick people's care,
And make our heart a house of prayer ;
And let us now thyself receive. 5 Come in thy pleading Spirit down,
To us who for thy coming stay:
We ask the constant power to pray :
Christian Fellowship. (C. M.) . 1 IVER of concord, Prince of peace,
J Meek Lamb-like Son of God,
O quench them with thy blood.
Our stubborn will controul ;
And calm our troubled soul.
Jesus, the crucify'd ;
Languish’d, and groan’d, and dy'd ! 4 Who would not now pursue the way,
Where Jesu's footsteps shine ?
Of charity divine!
50 let us find the ancient way,
Our wond'ring foes to move,
“ See how these Christians love!"
61. The Throne of Grace. (P. M.) W HEN Hannah, press’d with grief,
V Pour'd forth her soul in prayer;
And left her burden there;
And threaten to devour:
Are safe from all their power ;
By waiting at the throne of grace!
Then why should I or you?
02. Encouragement to Pray. (P. M.)
TNCOURAG’D by thy word
The beggar's usual plea
I know thou would'st disdain ;
'Twere folly to pretend
I'll trouble thee no more :
Nor can I willing be,
Their wants and hunger feel;
. The Lord's Prayer, Paraphrased. (L. M.) 1 O UR holy Father, all thy will,
We fain would perfectly fulfil,
Diffusing glory from the sky,
By saints belov'd, by sinners fear'd. 3 For ever hallow'd be thy name,
The triune God, the bright I AM;