But now I find an aching void, 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that make me mourn, That drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Help me to bear it from thy throne, 6 So shall my walk be close with God, RISE, my soul, adore thy Maker! Join thy lays, With them be partaker. 2 Father, Lord, of ev'ry spirit, Through my Saviour's merit. 3 0 my Jesus, God Almighty, Pray for me, P. M. 'Till I see Thee in Salem's city. 4 Holy Ghost, divine instructor, Guide me still Let thy will Be my sole conductor. ; 5 Thou this night wast my protector; With me stay All the day, Ever my director. 6 Holy, holy, holy giver Of all good, Life and food, Reign ador'd for ever. 7 Glory, honour, thanks, and blessing, One in three, Give we thee, Never, never ceasing. ERE I sleep, for ev'ry favour I will bless my Saviour. 2 O my Lord, what shall I render To thy name, Still the same, Gracious, good, and tender! P. M. 3 Leave me not, but ever love me ; Till thou hence remove me. 4 Visit me with thy salvation; Let thy care Still be near, Round my habitation. 5 Be my rock, my guard, my tower; Me with all thy power. 6 Save, O save me from the hidings Of thy face; Let thy grace Cancel my backslidings. 7 So, whene'er in death I slumber, I shall rise With the wise, Counted in their number. 8 Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Let me know Thee below, Thee above inherit. O for an angel's nobler tongue, To praise the God whose mercies crown And pours the heav'nly manna down, 2 When wearied with the cares of day He wakes my pow'rs from pleasing dreams, 3 I rise, and to my glorious King PAUSE. 4 Beneath my shepherd's watchful eye In which the vernal breezes sigh, And longs to reach the upper skies, 5 O sacred solitude! I cry, How far thy sweets exceed! Or not advantage reap? 6 No, cries my blest transported mind, Of what shall soon be giv❜n. PAUSE. 7 If, when engag'd in mortal things, I envy not the great; Happy with Jesus in my cot, |