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2 Bid our conflicting passions cease, And terror from each conscience flee; Oh, speak to every bosom peace,
Unknown to all who know not thee.
3 Give us to taste thy heavenly joy,
And tune our hearts to endless praise.
1 WHY should the children of a King
2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints,
3 Assure each conscience of its part
And bear thy witness with each heart,
4 Thou art the earnest of his love,
L. M. STEELE.
Prayer for the return of the Spirit.
3 Till, filled with light, and joy, and love,
Till heaven and earth resound thy praise.
L. M. RIPPON'S COLL.
Divine Influence compared to Rain. 1 THE dews and rains, in all their store, Watering the pastures o'er and o'er, Are not so copious as that grace Which sanctifies and saves our race. As in soft silence, vernal showers Descend and cheer the fainting flowers! So in the secrecy of love
Falls the sweet influence from above.
While every grace maintains its bloom,
4 Nor let these blessings be confined
L. M. VERMONT COLL.
The strong persuasions of Grace. 1 O SINNERS, fly to Jesus' arms, Enjoy his everlasting charms! He calls you to a heav'nly feast, O come, poor starving souls, and taste. 2 Say, will you be for ever blest, And with the heavenly Jesus rest? He'll save you from all sin and pain, And you shall in full glory reign.
3 Say now, poor souls, what will you do?
4 He waits, he woos, he's loath to leave,
242. L. M. RIPPON'S COLL. Prayer for all the saving influences of Grace. 1 'WE'RE in a world of hopes and fears, A wilderness of toils and tears,
Where foes alarm, and dangers threat, And pleasures kill, and glories cheat. 2 Shed down, O Lord! a heav'nly ray, To guide us in the doubtful way; And o'er us hold thy shield of pow'r, To guard us in the dang'rous hour. 3 Teach us the flatt'ring path to shun, In which the thoughtless many run; Who for a shade the substance miss, And grasp their ruin in their bliss. 4 Each sacred principle impart; The faith, that sanctifies the heart; Hope, that to heaven's high vault aspires; And love, that warms with holy fires. 5 Whate'er is noble, pure, refin'd, Just, gen'rous, amiable, and kind, That may our constant thoughts pursueThat may we love and practise too. 6 Let neither pleasure, wealth, nor pride, Allure our wand'ring souls aside; But, through this maze of mortal ill, Safe lead us to thy heav'nly hill.
79. LUTHERAN COL.
1 GOD of mercy, God of love,
Lips too seldom taught to praise, Oft to murmur and complain: 4 These, and every secret fault, Filled with grief and shame we own; Humbled at thy feet we lie, Seeking pardon from thy throne. 5 God of mercy, God of grace, Hear our sad repentant songs; O restore thy suppliant race, Thou to whom all praise belongs.
L. M. BEDDOME.
1 THE wandring star and fleeting wind
2 But cloud and wind, and dew and star,
3 Our outward walk and inward frame,
With contrite hearts, Lord, we confess
When shall these hearts more stable be,
C. M. HEBER'S COLL.
Prayer for Divine Help.
1 OH help us, Lord! each hour of need
2 Oh help us, when our spirits bleed,
And when our hearts are cold and dead, Oh help us, Lord, the more.
3 Oh help us, through the prayer of faith More firmly to believe;
For still the more the servant hath,
4 Oh help us, Father! from on high;
S. M. BEDDOME.
1 AND shall we sit alone,
Oppressed with grief and fear;
If he our Father be,
His pity he will show;
From cruel bondage set us free,
And inward peace bestow.
If still he silence keep,
'Tis but our faith to try;
He knows and feels whene'er we weep,
And softens every sigh.
4 Then will we humbly wait,
Our sins are great, but not so great
S. M. STEELE.
Absence from God.
O THOU, whose mercy hears
Whose hand indulgent, wipes the tear
2 See low before thy throne
We wretched wanderers mourn;
Absent from thee, our light,
Without one cheering ray,
Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night,
How desolate our way!
On this benighted heart