HYMN 421. S. M. Olmutz. [*]
For Sunday Schools.
7ITHIN these walls be peace,
Love through our borders found;
In all our little palaces
Prosperity abound.
2 God scorns not humble things; Here, though the proud despise, g The children of the King of kings Are training for the skies.
3 May none who thus are taught,
From glory be cast down,
But all through faith and patience brought
To an immortal crown.
Montgomery.
HYMN 422. C. M. Lanesboro'. [*]
For Sunday Schools.
1 HERE is a glorious world of light,
Above the starry sky;
Where saints departed, clothed in white,
Adore the Lord most high.
2 And hark! amid the sacred songs
Those heavenly voices raise,
Ten thousand, thousand infant tongues
Unite and perfect praise.
-3 Those are the hymns that we shall know, If Jesus we obey;
That is the place where we shall go,
If found in wisdom's way.
4 This is the joy we ought to seek,
And make our chief concern ;
For this we come, from week to week,
To read, and hear, and learn.
p 5 Soon will our earthly race be run,
Our mortal frame decay;
Children and teachers, one by one,
Must droop, and pass away.
e 6 Great God! impress the serious thought,
This day, on every breast;
That both the teachers and the taught
May enter to thy rest.
HYMN 423. C. M. Abridge. [*]
For Sunday Schools.
01 COME, let our songs resound
Within these peaceful walls;
-The light of knowledge shines around,
And e'en on us it falls.
2 Through God our Father's care,
Though we deserved it not,
Our lives in pleasant places are,
And goodly is our lot.
8 3 This cheerful morning sun,
That lights our happy plains,
Shines, ere its daily course is run,
Where heathen darkness reigns.
-4 He sees the savage wild
Some idol's help implore;
He sees the untaught Indian child
His painted gods adore.
5 Lord, let thy light, we pray,
On them-on us arise:
For we are foolish, blind as they,
Till Jesus make us wise.
6 We learn thy blessed will,
We read thy holy word,
Then may we thy commands fulfill,
Which others never heard.
HYMN 424. C. M. Dundee. [*]
What is Prayer?
PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire
Uttered, or unexpressed;
The motion of a hidden fire
That trembles in the breast.
2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear;
The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.
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;
u While angels in their songs rejoice,
Behold, he prays!" Montgomery.
HYMN 425. C. M. Dedham. [bor *]
Retirement and Meditation.
P1 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,
Oh, 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.
85 What thanks I owe thee, and what love,
A boundless, endless store,
Shall echo through the realms above
When time shall be no more.
HYMN 426. L. M. Nazareth. [* or b]
“Where two or three are met in my name, there am
I." Matt. xviii, 20.
TOW sweet to leave the world awhile,
And seek the presence of our Lord!
Dear Saviour, on thy people smile,
And come according to thy word.
2 From busy scenes we now retreat,
That we may here converse with thee.
Ah, Lord, behold us at thy feet!
Let this the "gate of heaven" be.
3 "Chief of ten thousand," now appear,
That we by faith may see thy face!
Oh speak, that we thy voice may hear,
And let thy presence till this place.
HYMN 427. 7's. Mt. Calvary
The Close of a Meeting for Prayer.
1 F'tis sweet to mingle where
Christians meet for social prayer;
If 'tis sweet with them to raise
Songs of holy joy and praise,-
-O how sweet that state must be
W..ere they meet eternally!
2 Saviour, may these meetings prove
Preparations for above;
While we worship in this place,
May we go from grace to grace;
Till we each, in his degree,
Fit for endless glory be.
HYMN 428. L. M. Wells. [*]
On the Appointment of a Minister.
WE bid thee welcome in the name
Of Jesus, our Exalted Head;
Come as a servant; so he came ;
And we receive thee in his stead.
2 Come as a shepherd: guard and keep
This fold from hell, and earth, and sin;
Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep,
The wounded heal, the lost bring in.
3 Come as an angel, hence to guide
A band of pilgrims on their way;
That, safely walking at thy side,
We fail not, faint not, turn nor stray.
4 Come as a teacher sent from God,
Charged his whole counsel to declare:
Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod,
While we uphold thy hands with prayer,
5 Come as a messenger of peace,
Filled with the Spirit, fired with love:
Live to behold our large increase,
And die to meet us all above.
HYMN 429. C. M. St. Ann's. [*]
Ministers watching for Souls.
LET Zion's watchmen all awake,
And take th' alarm they give:
g Now let them from the mouth of God
Their awful charge receive.
-2 'Tis not a cause of small import
The pastor's care demands;
But what might fill an angel's heart,
And filled a Saviour's hands.
3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego;
For souls, which must for ever live
In happiness or wo.
4 May they that Jesus whom they preach
Their own Redeemer see!
And watch thou daily o'er their souls,
That they may watch for thee.
HYMN 430. 8 & 7. Sicilian Hymn. [b]
AVIOUR, visit thy plantation; Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain! All will come to desolation,
Unless thou return again.
8 2 Keep no longer at a distance;
Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of thine assistance,
Every plant should droop and die,
-3 Let our mutual love be fervent,
Make us prevalent in prayers;
Let each one esteemed thy servant
Shun the world's bewitching snares,
4 Break the tempter's fatal power;
Turn the stony heart to flesh;
And begin from this good hour
To revive thy work afresh.
7's. Hotham. [*]
IGHT of life, seraphic fire,
Love divine, thyself impart ;
Every fainting soul inspire:
Shine in every drooping heart:
Every mournful sinner cheer,
Scatter all our guilty gloom :
Son of God, appear! appear!
To thy human temples come.
2 Come in this accepted hour;
Bring thy heavenly kingdom in;
Fill us with thy glorious power,
Take away the love of sin :
Nothing more can we require,
We will covet nothing less ;
Be thou all our hearts desire,
All our joy, and all our peace.
HYMN 432. 7's. Evening Hymn.
Evening Hymn.
AVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing,
Ere repose our spirits seal:
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