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PRAYER AND WATCHFULNESS

Devotion-p. 45.] HYMN 153. C. M.
WANT a principle within,
Of jealous godly fear;

A sensibility of sin,

A pain to feel it near;
I want the first approach to feel,
Of pride, or fond desire;

To catch the wand'ring of my will;
And quench the kindling fire.

2 From thee that I no more may part,
No more thy goodness grieve,
The filial awe, the fleshly heart,
The tender conscience give.
Quick as the apple of an eye,
O God, my conscience make!
Awake my soul when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.

3 If to the right or left I stray,
That moment, Lord, reprove;
And let me weep my life away,
For having griev'd thy love.
O may the least omission pain,
My well-instructed soul!
And drive me to the blood again,

Which makes the wounded whole.

Kentucky-p. 90.] HYMN 154. S. M.

HE praying spirit breathe,
The watching power impart;

From all entanglements beneath
Call off my peaceful heart;

My feeble mind sustain,

By worldly thoughts opprest;
Appear, ard bid me turn again
To my eternal rest.

2 Swift to my rescue come,
Thine own this moment seize,
Gather my wand'ring spirit home,
And keep in perfect peace:
Suffer'd no more to rove

O'er all the earth abroad,
Arrest the prisoner of thy love,
And shut me up in God.

Mear-p. 1.] HYMN 155. C. M.

HEPHERD divine, our wants relieve,
In this our evil day;
To all thy tempted followers give
The power to watch and pray.

2 Long as our fiery trials last,
Long as the cross we bear,
O let our souls on thee be cast
In never-ceasing prayer!

3 The spirit of interceding grace,
Give us in faith to claim;
To wrestle till we see thy face,
And know thy hidden namc.

4 Till thou thy perfect love impart,
Till thou thyself bestow;
Be this the cry of every heart,
I will not let thee go.

5 I will not let thee go unless

Thou tell thy name to me; With all thy great salvation bless, And make me all like thee.

6 Then let me on the mountain top
Behold thy open fare;

Where faith in sight is swallow'd up,
And prayer in endless praise.

Matthias-p. 103.] HYMN 156. S. M.

JESUS, my strength, my hope,

On thee I cast my care,
With humble confidence look up,
And know thou hear'st my prayer,
Give me on thee to wait,

Till I can all things do,
On thee almighty to create,
Almighty to renew.

2 I want a sober mind,
A self-renouncing will,

That tramples down, and casts behind
The baits of pleasing ili.

A soul inur'd to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss:
Bold to take up, firm to sustain,

The consecrated cross.

3 I want a godly fear,

A quick discerning eye,

That looks to thee when sin is near,
And sees the tempter fly;
A spirit still prepar'd,

And arm'd with jealous care,
For ever standing on its guard,
And watching unto prayer.

4 I want a heart to pray,
To pray and never cease,
Never to murmur at thy stay,
Or wish my sufferings less.
This blessing, above all,
Always to pray I want,

Out of the deep on thee to call,
And never, never faint.

5 I want a true regard,
A single, steady aim,

Unmov'd by threat'ning or reward,
To thee and thy great name;
A jealous, just concern

For thine immortal praise;
A pure desire that all may learn,
And glorify thy grace.

6 I rest upon thy word,

The promise is for me;
My succour and salvation, Lord,
Shall surely come from thee;
But let me still abide,

Nor from my hope remove,
Till thou my patient spirit guide,

Into thy perfect love.

Willowby-p. 136.] HYMN 157. 48s & 2 6s.

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ELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly,
And still my tempted soul stand by,
Throughout the evil day;

The sacred watchfulness impart,
And keep the issues of my heart,
And stir me up to pray.

2 My soul with thy whole armour arm,
In each approach of sin alarm,

And show the danger near:
Surround, sustain, and strengthen me,
And fill with godly jealousy,

And sanctifying fear.

3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down, O let me see thy gathering frown,

And feel thy warning eye;

And starting, cry from ruin's brink,
Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink!
O save me, or I die!

4 If near the pit I rashly stray,
Before I wholly fall away,

The keen conviction dart!
Recall me by that pitying look,
That kind upbraiding glance, which broke
Unfaithful Peter's heart.

5 In me thine utmost mercy show,
And make me like thyself below,
Unblamable in grace;
Ready prepar'd and fitted here,
By perfect holiness to' appear
Before thy glorious face.

New Sabbath-p. 78.] HYMN 158. L. M.

JESUS, my Saviour, brother, friend,

On whom I cast my every care,

On whom for all things I depend, Inspire, and then accept my prayer. 2 If I have tasted of thy grace,

The grace that sure salvation brings; If with me now thy Spirit stays,

And hov'ring, hides me in his wings: 3 Still let him with my weakness stay, Nor for a moment's space depart; Evil and danger turn away,

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And keep till he renews my heart. 4 When to the right or left I stray, His voice behind me may I hear, "Return, and walk in Christ thy way, Fly back to Christ, for sin is near!" 5 Flis sacred unction from above, Be still my comforter and guide,