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From thy gracious presence flows,
Bliss that softens all our woes;
While thy Spirit's holy fire
Warms our hearts with pure

desire.
Here we supplicate thy throne;
Here thou mak'st thy glories known;
Here we learn thy righteous ways,
Taste thy love, and sing thy praise.
Thus with festive songs of joy,
We our happy lives employ;
Love, and long to love thee more,
Till from earth to heay’n we soar.

103.

The Sabbath.

ROWLES.

ANOTHER six days' work is done,

Another sabbath is begun; Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God has bless’d. Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides an antepast of heaven, And gives this day the food of seven. O that our thoughts and thanks may rise As grateful incense to the skies; And draw from heav'n that sweet repose Which none, but he that feels it, knows.

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In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures pass away:
How sweet a sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

104. Exhortation to Prayer.

PORTUGAL.

WHAT various hind'rances we meet,

In coming to a mercy seat!

Yet who that knows the worth of pray'r,
But wishes to be often there?

Pray'r makes the darken'd cloud withdraw;
Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw:
Gives exercise to faith and love;
Brings ev'ry blessing from above.

Restraining pray'r, we cease to fight;
Pray'r makes the christian's armour bright:
And Satan trembles, when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.

Have you no words? ah, think again;
Words flow apace when you complain,
And fill your fellow-creature's ear
With the sad tale of all

your care.

Were half the breath thus vainly spent,
To heav'n in supplication sent;
Your cheerful songs would oft'ner be,
"Hear what the Lord has done for me!"

105. Reedeeming Love.

BATH ABBEY.

NOW begin the heav'nly theme,
Sing aloud in Jesu's name;

Ye who Jesu's kindness prove,
Triumph in Redeeming Love!

[Ye who see the Father's
grace,
Beaming in the Saviour's face;
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless Redeeming Love!]

Hither then your music bring,
Strike aloud each joyful string!
Mortals, join the hosts above,
Join to praise Redeeming Love!
Welcome all by sin opprest,
Welcome to your Saviour's breast:
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but Redeeming Love!

He subdu'd th' infernal pow'rs,
His tremendous foes and ours,
From their cursed empire drove;
Mighty in Redeeming Love!

Hither then your music bring,
Strike aloud each joyful string!
Mortals, join the hosts above,
Join to praise Redeeming Love!

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106.

Invitation. KNARESBOROUGH.
YE wretched, hungry, starving poor,

Behold a royal feast!
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store

For ev'ry welcome guest.
See, Jesus stands with open arms;

He calls, he bids you come:
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms;
But
see,
there
yet

is room. Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart,

There love and pity meet;
Nor will he bid the soul depart,

That trembles at his feet.
In him the Father, reconcil'd,

Invites each soul to come:
The rebel shall be call'd a child,

And kindly welcom'd home.
Ten thousand times ten thousand more

Are welcome still to come:
Ye longing souls, the grace adore;

Approach, there yet is room. 107.

Protecting Love. UXBRIDGE. FROM eyil secure and its dread,

I rest, if my Saviour is nigh; And songs his kind presence indeed

Shall in the night-season supply:

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He smiles, and my comforts abound;
His grace as the dew shall descend;
And walls of salvation surround
The soul he delights to defend.

Kind author and ground of my hope,
Thee, thee, for my God I avow;
My glad Ebenezer set up,

And own thou hast help'd me till now:
I muse on the years that are past,
Wherein my defence thou hast prov'd;
Nor wilt thou relinquish, at last,
A sinner so signally lov'd.

108. Protecting Love. LAMBETH.

INSPIRER and hearer of pray'r,
Thou feeder and guardian of thine,
My all to thy covenant care,

I, sleeping and waking, resign:
If thou art my shield and my sun,
The night is no darkness to me;
And fast as my moments roll on,
They bring me but nearer to thee.

Thy minist'ring spirits descend,
To watch while thy saints are asleep;
By day and by night they attend,
The heirs of salvation to keep:

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