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C.M.- Family Prayer. WHEN soon or late we reach the coast,
O'er life's rough ocean driven; May we be found, no wanderer lost,
A family in heaven.
645. P.M.--" Thy Face, Lord, will I seek.” Ps. xxvii. 8. I SINCE first thy word awoke my heart,
Thy brightness beaming o'er me, Where'er I turn my eyes, thou art
All light and love before me: ; And while thy smiling face I see,
All bonds of earth I severThee, O Lord! and only thee,
I live for, now and ever. 2 Like him whose fetters dropp'd away
When light shone o'er his prison, My spirit touch'd by mercy's ray,
Has from her chains arisen: And shall a spirit thus made free
Return to bondage! - Never! Thee, O Lord! and only thee,
I live for, now and ever.
C.M.- Habitual Devotion. 1 WHILE Thee I seek, protecting power,
Be my vain wishes still’d; And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be fill’d. 2 Thy love the powers of thought bestow'd,
To thee my thoughts would soar;
řhat mercy I adore!
3 In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see!
Because conferr'd by thee.
In every pain I bear,
Or seek relief in prayer. 5 When gladness wings my favour'd hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resign'd when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear,
The lowering storm shall see;
That heart shall rest on thee.
C.M.-Secret Prayer. Matt. vi. 6.
Shoots through the darkest night;
With heart-discerning sight.
My duteous homage paid,
And every evening's shade. 3 O may thy own celestial fire
The incense still inflame,
. 4 So shall the visits of thy love
My soul in secret bless;
Thy suppliant to confess.
648. P.M.-Jesus a compassionate High Priest. Heb. iv. 15. 1 WHEN gathering clouds around I view,
And days are dark, and friends are few,
And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul astray
From heavenly wisdom's narrow way,
Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 If wounded love my bosom swell,
Deceiv'd by those I priz'd too well,
By those that shar'd his daily bread. 4 When vexing thoughts within me rise,
And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies,
The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 5 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend,
Which covers all that was a friend,
For “ Jesus wept,” o'er Lazarus dead! 6 And, O! when I have safely pass'd
Through every conflict but the last,
C.M.-Humble Reliance upon God. 1 MY God! my Father, blissful name!
O may I call thee mine;
A portion so divine?
And bid my sorrows fly;
Beneath my Father's eye?
I calmly would resign,
O bend my will to thine.
O give me strength to bear;
And trust his tender care. 5 If pain and sickness rend this frame,
And life almost depart,
To cheer my drooping heart? 6 Thy sovereign ways are all unknown To
my weak erring sight, Yet let my soul adoring own
That all thy ways are right.
My solace and my stay;
P.M.-Longing to be with Christ. 1 TO Jesus, the crown of my hope,
My soul is in haste to be gone!
And waft me away to his throne!
2 My Saviour, whom absent I love;
Whom, not having seen, I adore; Whose name is exalted above
All glory, dominion, and power! 3 Dissolve thou the bond that detains
My soul from her portion in thee; And strike off these adamant chains,
And make me eternally free. 4 When that happy era begins;
When array'd in thy beauty I shine, Nor pierce any more by my sins
That bosom on which I recline; 5 O then shall the veil be remov'd,
And round me new glories be pour'd: I shall meet thee, whom absent I lov’d;
I shall see whom, unseen, I ador’d. 6 And then never more shall the fears,
And trials, temptations, and woes, Which sadden this valley of tears,
Intrude on my blissful repose. 7 Or, be they remember'd above,
Remembrance no sadness shall raise, They'll be but new signs of thy love,
New themes for my wonder and praise. 8 Thus the stroke which from sin and from pain
Shall set me eternally free,
Which binds me, my Saviour, to thee.
651. P.M.—“ And I said, O that I had wings like a dove," 8c. Ps. Iv. 6. 1 O HAD I the wings of a dove,
I'd make my escape and begone; I'd mix with the spirits above,
Who encompass yon heavenly throne;