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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;
Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd:

řhat mercy I adore!

3 In each event of life, how clear

Thy ruling hand I see!
Each blessing to my soul more dear,

Because conferr'd by thee.
4 In every joy that crowns my days,

In every pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,

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;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear,

That heart shall rest on thee.


C.M.-Secret Prayer. Matt. vi. 6.
1 FATHER divine, thy piercing eye

Shoots through the darkest night;
In deep retirement thou art nigh,

With heart-discerning sight.
2 There shall that piercing eye survey

My duteous homage paid,
With every morning's dawning ray,

And every evening's shade. 3 O may thy own celestial fire

The incense still inflame,
While my warm vows to thee aspire,
Through my Redeemer's name.

. 4 So shall the visits of thy love

My soul in secret bless;
So shalt thou deign, in worlds above,

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,
On him I lean, who, not in vain,
Experienc'd every human pain;
He sees my wants, allays my fears,

And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul astray

From heavenly wisdom's narrow way,
To flee the good I would pursue,
Or do the sin I would not do,
Still He, who felt temptation's power,

Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 If wounded love my bosom swell,

Deceiv'd by those I priz'd too well,
He shall his pitying aid bestow,
Who felt on earth severer wo:
At once betray'd, denied, or fled,

By those that shar'd his daily bread. 4 When vexing thoughts within me rise,

And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies,
Yet He, who once vouchsaf'd to bear
The sickening anguish of despair,
Shall sweetly sooth, shall gently dry,

The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 5 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend,

Which covers all that was a friend,
And from his hand, his voice, his smile,
Divides me for a little while,
My Saviour marks the tears I shed,

For “ Jesus wept,” o'er Lazarus dead! 6 And, O! when I have safely pass'd

Through every conflict but the last,
Still, Lord, unchanging, watch beside
My dying bed, for thou hast died:
Then point to realms of cloudless day,
And wipe the latest tear away.


C.M.-Humble Reliance upon God. 1 MY God! my Father, blissful name!

O may I call thee mine;
May I with sweet assurance claim

A portion so divine?
2 This only can my fears control,

And bid my sorrows fly;
What harm can ever reach my soul

Beneath my Father's eye?
3 Whate'er thy providence denies,

I calmly would resign,
For thou art good, and just, and wise,

O bend my will to thine.
4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains,

O give me strength to bear;
And let me know my Father reigns,

And trust his tender care. 5 If pain and sickness rend this frame,

And life almost depart,
Is not thy mercy still the same,

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.
7 My God, my Father, be thy name

My solace and my stay;
O wilt thou seal my humble claim,
And drive



P.M.-Longing to be with Christ. 1 TO Jesus, the crown of my hope,

My soul is in haste to be gone!
O bear me, ye cherubim, up,

And waft me away to his throne!

fears away.

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,
Shall but strengthen and rivet the chain

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;

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