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5 Pity the day of feeble things ;
O gather every halting soul;
And make the contrite sinner whole.
And bring thy feeblest children on.
Be mindful of thy youngest care ;
And make in thee their goings sure.
Bebold a cloud of incense rise;
Grateful, accepted sacrifice.
Shed in our hearts thy love abroal;
Enlarge, and fill us all with God,
And guide into thy perfect will;
The work of faith in us fulfil,
O let us all be saints indeed,
Conform'd in all things to our Head,
5 Take the dear purchase of thy blood;
Thy blood shall wash us white us snow: Present us sanctified to God,
And perfected in love below. 592
C. M. For the coming of Christ's kingdom. FATHER of me and all mankind,
And all the hosts above, Let every understanding mind
Unite to praise thy love. 2 To know thy nature and thy name,
One God in persons Three; And glorify the great I AM,
Through all eternity.
To every heart of man;
But makes an end of sin-
Into our souls bring in. 593
C. M. For the waters of salvation. MOUNTAIN of life, to all below
Let thy salvation roll; Water, replenish, and o'erflow
Every believing soul. 2 Into that happy number, Lord,
Ug weary sinners take;
For thine owo mercy's sake.
To our eternity.
4 The well of life to us thou arty
Of joy, the swelling flood;
We swift return to God.
Into thy fulness fall;
Our God, our All in AU.
Y opening eyes with rapture see
The dawn of this returning day;
While thus my early vows I pay.
Nor would receive another guest:
And reign sole monarch in my breast.
And drive each carnal thought away;
One sinful thought, through all the day.
And join the strains which angels sing.
C. M. Sunday morning: Preparing for public worship.
ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high :
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone,
To plead for all his saints; Presenting, at the Father's throne,
Our songs and our complaints. 8 Thou art a God before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 Now to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there; I will frequent thy holy court,
And worship in thy fear,
In ways of righteousness;
And plain before my face. 596
And, fill with love and fear, adoro The awful Soy'reign of the skies,
Whose mercy lends thee one day more. 2 And may this day, indulgent Power,
Not idly pass, nor fruitless be; But may each swiftly passing hour
Still nearer bring my soul to thee. 597
3 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refresh'd me while I slept: Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake. 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; Scatter my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. 6 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 598
Ere shines the dawn of rising day,
Thy all-enliv'ning power, display.
While in this desert land I live;
Thy love alone can comfort give.
My whole desire on thee, O Lord,
Than all earth's treasures can afford.
My heart and tongue shall still employ
My peace, my glory, and my joy.
My bappy life shall glide away;
Hourly, with lifted hands, I'll pay.