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6 The hour of my departure's come;
I hear the voice that calls me home
P. M. 481.
Life resigned; or, waiting to der ri. 1 Chron. xxix. 28. Job viii. 16. Phu - 23 10 TIS enough! I ask no more,
Full of a few sad sinful days,
I languish to conclude my race,
And sink into the shades of death. 2 This earth without regret I leave;
Impatient for my heav'nly rest;
Take a sad pilgrim to thy breast,
Restor’d, resorb'd, and lost in thee. 482.
(493.) P. M.
Dying Saint to his Soul.
Quit, o quit this mortal frame:
And let me languish into life.
“ Sister spirit, coine away;'.
Tell me, my soul,can this be death? s The world recedes, it disappears!
Heaven opens on my eyes--my ears
THE MEANS OF GRACE.
1. THE WORD OF GOD.
♡ See Hymns from 1 to 12 inclusive.
L, M. 483.
Pray without ceasing. 1 Thes. v. 17, 1 PRAY'R was appointed to convey.
The blessings God designs to give; Long as they live should christians
He speaks as prompted from within;
And Christ receives, and gives it in. 4 And shall we in dead silence lie,
When Christ stands waiting for our pray’r? My soul, thou hast a friend on high;
Arise, and try thy interest there.
If cares distract, or fear's dismay-
L. M. 484.
Exhortation to Prayer.
In coming to a mercy-seat!
But wishes to be often there! 2 Pray’r makes the darken'd cloud withdraw Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob sawa
Gives excercise to faith and love
Brings ev'ry blessing from above.
Pray’r makes the christian's armour bright;
The weakest saint upon his knees.
Words flow apace when you complain,
With the sad tale of all your care.
To heaven in supplications sent-
S. M. 485. Importunate prayer forvaline madh Gna
Luke xviii. 1-7.
The heart of ev'ry saint,
To pray and never faint. 2
He bows his gracious ear;
We never plead in vain;
And pray, and pray again.
But be importunate.
And gain'd at last her end.
Yes, tho’he may awhile forbear,
He'll not their suit deny. 6 Then let us earnest be,
And never faint in pray’r; He loves our importunity,
And makes our cause his care.
Sees thro’ the darkest night:
With heart-discerning siglat.
My solemn homage pad,
Aud ev'ry evening's shade. 3 Oh, let thy own celestial fire
The incense still inftame;
Thro' my Redeemer's name. 4 So shall the visits of thy love
My soul in secret bless;
Thy suppliant to confess,
C. M. 487.
Behold he prayeth. Acts ix. tl. PRAY'R is the soul's sincere desire,
Utter'd or unexpress'd, 'The motion of a hidden fire
That trembles in the breast.
2 Pray’r is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear;
Pray'r is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;
The majesty on high.
The christian's native air,
He enters heav'n with pray’r.
Returning from his ways,
and say,--"Behold he prayed
My love and mercy to repeät,
Who worships at my throne.”
To set the spirit free:
C. M. 489. Reviewing the Mercies of God. 2 Sani
vii. 13. FAIN would any soul with wonder trace
Thy mercies, O my God; And tell the riches of thy grace
The merits of thy blood. 2 With (srael's King, my heart would cry, While I review thy ways,