3. Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try ;—
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.
4. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
The Christian's native air;
His watchword at the gates of death,-
He enters heaven with prayer.
5. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice,
Returning from his ways;
While angels in their songs rejoice,
And cry, "Behold, he prays!"
6. O thou, by whom we come to God!
The life, the truth, the way,-
The path of prayer thyself hast trod,
Lord! teach us how to pray.
The Throne of Grace.
1. BEHOLD the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near;
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
2. Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and thy love
I ask to serve thee here below,
And reign with thee above.
3. Teach me to live by faith;
Conform my will to thine;
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.
1. O, THAT I knew the secret place
Where I might find my God!
I'd spread my wants before his face,
And pour my woes abroad.
2. I'd tell him how my sins arise,
What sorrows I sustain;
How grace decays, and comfort dies,
And leaves my heart in pain.
3. He knows what arguments I'd take
To wrestle with my God-
I'd plead for his own mercy's sake,
I'd plead my Saviour's blood.
4. My God will pity my complaints,
And drive my foes away;
He knows the meaning of his saints,
When they in sorrow pray.
5. Arise, my soul, from deep distress,
And banish every fear;
He calls thee to his throne of grace,
To spread thy sorrows there.
1. TEACH me, O thou that hearest prayer,
From unbelief set free,
To plead my Saviour's glorious name,
And thus prevail with thee.
2. A guilty, wretched, dying soul,
His name my only plea;
His precious blood I would present,
For that prevails with thee.
3. His sufferings, which did once atone,
I would look back and see;
Would claim thy promise for his sake,
And thus prevail with thee.
4. O that in faith my soul may say,
He gave himself for me;
Then thou wilt all things freely give,
And I'll prevail with thee.
Retirement and Meditation.
1. FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee,
From strife and tumult far;
From scenes where Satan wages still
His most successful war.
2. The calm retreat, the silent shade,
With prayer and praise agree;
And seem by thy sweet bounty made,
For those who follow thee.
3. There, if thy Spirit touch the soul,
And grace her mean abode,
O, with what peace, and joy, and love
She communes with her God.
4. Author and Guardian of my life,
Sweet source of light divine,
And, all harmonious names in one,
My Saviour, thou art mine.
5. What thanks I owe thee, and what love,
A boundless, endless store,
Shall echo through the realms above,
When time shall be no more.
Communion with the Father and Christ.
1. OUR heavenly Father calls,
And Christ invites us near;
With both our friendship shall be sweet,
And our communion dear.
2. God pities all our griefs;
He pardons every day;
Almighty to protect our souls,
And wise to guide our way.
3. How large his bounties are!
What various stores of good,
Diffused from our Redeemer's hand,
And purchased with his blood.
4. Jesus, our living head,
We bless thy faithful care;
Our advocate before the throne,
And our forerunner there.
5. Here fix, my roving heart!
Here wait, my warmest love!
Till this communion be complete
In nobler scenes above.
1. FROM deep distress, and troubled thoughts,
To thee, my God, I raise my cries:
If thou severely mark our faults,
No flesh can stand before thine eyes.
2. But thou hast built thy throne of grace,
Free to dispense thy pardons there;
That sinners may approach thy face,
And hope and love, as well as fear.
3. As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long and wish for breaking day,
So waits my soul before thy gate;
When will my God his face display?
4. My trust is fixed upon thy word,
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain;
Let mourning souls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.
5. Great is his love, and large his grace,
Through the redemption of his Son;
He turns our feet from sinful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done.
1. O LORD, my heart would fain retreat,
Confiding, to thy mercy-seat;
And when I come before thee there,
Thy grace must still inspire my prayer.
2. Thy grace must give the heart to pray,
And thou must teach me what to say;
I cannot seek thee as I ought,
Till by thy Spirit I am taught.
3. My thoughts go roving all abroad;
I want them thirsting after God;
My love so small, my faith so weak,
O how shall I thy mercy seek?
4. I long to feel thy love divine,
Yet want the faith to call thee mine;
Cleansed in the fount of Jesus' blood,
Thus only can I come to God.
5. And thou hast bid me seek thee still;
Dear Lord, thy promises fulfill;
The bruised reed thou wilt not break,
O save me, for thy mercy's sake.
Christ" the Way, the Truth, and the Life." JOHN xiv., 6.
1. THOU art the WAY-to thee alone
From sin and death we flee;
And he who would the Father seek,
Must seek him, Lord, in thee.
2. Thou art the TRUTH-thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;
Thou only canst instruct the mind,
And purify the heart.
3. Thou art the LIFE-the rending tomb
Proclaims thy conquering arm;
And those who put their trust in thee
Nor death nor hell shall harm.
4. Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life—
Grant us to know that Way,
That Truth to keep, that Life to win,
Which lead to endless day.
Christ a Living and Almighty Saviour.
1. THE Saviour lives; no more to die;
He lives, the Lord enthroned on high:
He lives, triumphant o'er the grave:
He lives, eternally to save!—
2. He lives, to still his servant's fears:
He lives, to wipe away their tears:
He lives, their mansions to prepare:
He lives, to bring them safely there.
3. Ye mourning souls, dry up your tears,
Dismiss your gloomy doubts and fears;
With cheerful hope your hearts revive,
For Christ the Lord is yet alive.
4. His saints he loves, and never leaves;
The contrite sinner he receives;
Abundant grace will he afford,
Till all are present with the Lord.
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