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Parent of good ! whose blessings flow

On all above, and all below: 2 Assist us, Lord ! to act, to be,

What nature and thy laws decree;
Worthy that intellectual flame,

Which from thy breathing spirit came. 3 No slave to profit, shame, or fear,

O may our steadfast bosoms bear
The stamp of heaven, an upright heart,

Above the mean disguise of art! 4 May our expanded souls disclaim

The narrow view, the selfish aim;
But with a Christian zeal embrace

Whate'er is friendly to our race.
5 O Father ! grace and virtue grant;

No more we wish, no more we want :
To know, to serve thee, and to love,

Is peace below,-is bliss above. 275. C. M. J. HUMPHREYS.

Lord, remember me. 1 0 THOU, from whom all goodness flows,

I lift my soul to thee;
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,

Good Lord, remember me.
2 When on my aching burdened heart

My sins lie heavily,
Thy pardon grant, new peace impart:

Good Lord, remember me.
3 When trials sore obstruct my way

And ills I cannot flee,
O let my strength be as my day:

Good Lord, remember me. 4 When worn with pain, disease, and grief,

This feeble body see;
Grant patience, rest, and kind relief;

Good Lord, remember me.
5 When in the solemn hour of death

I wait thy just decree,
Be this the prayer of my last breath,

Good Lord, remember me.


For the continued Help of God. 1 BE with us, Lord, where'er we go;

Teach us what thou wouldst have us do;
Suggest whate'er we think or say ;

Direct us in thy narrow way.
2 Prevent us, lest we harbour pride,

Lest we in our own strength confide;
Show us our weakness, let us see

We have our power, our all from thee. 3 Enrich us alway with thy love;

Our kind protection ever prove;
Thy signet put upon each breast,

And let thy spirit on us rest.
4 Assist and teach us how to pray;

Incline our natures to obey;
What thou abhorrest let us flee,

And only love what pleases thee. 6 O may we never do our will,

But thine and only thine fulfil ;
Let all our time, and all our ways

Be spent and ended to thy praise. 277. C. M. MONTGOMERY.

Solomon's prayer for Wisdom. 1 ALMIGHTY God, in humble prayer

To thee our souls we lift;
Do thou our waiting minds prepare

For thy most needful gift.
2 We ask not golden streams of wealth

Along our path to flow;
We ask not undecaying health,

Nor length of years below.
3 We ask not honours, which an hour

May bring and take away ; We ask not pleasure, pomp and power,

Lest we should go astray. 4 We ask for wisdom:-Lord, impart

The knowledge how to live; A wise and understanding heart

To all before thee give.

5 The young remember thee in youth.

Before the evil days!
The old be guided by thy truth

In wisdom's pleasant ways ? 278. L. M. TOPLADY.

To be made perfect in love. 1 0 THAT my heart was right with thee,

And loved thee with a perfect love;
O that my Lord would dwell in me.

And never from his seat remove ! 2 Father, I dwell in mournful night,

Till thou dost in my heart appear;
Arise, propitious sun! and light

An everlasting morning there.
3 O let my prayer acceptance find,

And bring the mighty blessing down
Eye-sight impart, for I am blind;

And seal me thine adopted son. 279. L. M. DODDRIDGE.

Choosing the better part.
1 BLEST with snares on every hand,

In life's uncertain path we stand :
Father divine! diffuse thy light,

To guide our doubtful footsteps right. 2 Engage each roving, treacherous heart,

Wisely to choose the better part;
To scorn the trifles of a day,

For joys that none can take away. : 3 Then let the wildest stornis arise;

Let tempests mingle earth and skies;
No fatal shipwreck shall we fear,

But all our treasures with us bear. 4 If thou, our Father, still be nigh,

Cheerful we live, and joyful die;
Secure, when mortal coinforts flee,

To find ten thousand words in thee. 280. C. M. EPISCOPAL COLL.

For Guidance and Protection. I GOD of our fathers ! by whose hand

Thy people still are blessed,

Be with us through our pilgrimage,

Conduct us to our rest.
2 Through each perplexing path of life

Our wandering footsteps guide:
Give us each day our daily bread,

And raiment it provide.
4 O spread thy sheltering wings around,

Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode

Our souls arrive in peace. 4 Such blessings from thy gracious hand

Our humble prayers implore; And thou, O Lord, 'shalt be our God,

And portion evermore. 281. L. M. VERMONT COLL

The Cup of Affliction. 1 Is this unpleasing cup now given

By thee, our Father, Lord of heaven? o let us then in silencelstand,

And meekly take it at thy hand. 2 If thou wilt help us to believe

We can this bitter draught receive;
Though mix'd with wormwood and with gall,

Our souls in faith can drink it all.
3 Thou know'st we are but feeble dust,

Too apt thy goodness to distrust;
But let not darkness veil our mind,

Let us not think our God unkind. 4 Still, Saviour, let us see thy face,

And rest our souls in thine embrace;
Send down fresh cordials from above,
And mix this wo with signs of love.


S. M. Roscoe.

Song of Adoration. LET one loud song of praise arise

To God, whose goodness ceaseless flows; Who dwells enthroned above the skies,

And life and breath on all bestows.

2 Let all of good this bosom fires,

To him, sole good, give praises due; Let all the truth himself inspires,

Unite to sing him only true. 3 In ardent adoration joined,

Obedient to thy holy will, Let all our faculties combined,

Thy just commands, O God'! fulfil. 40! may the solemn-breathing sound

Like incense rise before thy throne, Where thou, whose glory knows no bound,

Great Cause of all things, dwell'st alone. 283. C. M. JARVIS.

Praise the peculiar Duty of Man.
I LORD of the world's majestic frame !

Stupendous are thy ways;
Thy various works declare thy name,

And all resound thy praise.
2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power,

Whose motions speak thy skill;
And on the wings of every hour,

We read thy glory still.
3 And while these radiant globes of light,

That shine from pole to pole,
In silent harmony unite

To praise thee as they roll;
4 Oh! shall not we of human race,

The glorious concert join?
Shall not the children of thy grace

Attempt the theme divine ?
5 Yes, this shall be our best employ

Through life's uncertain days:
Till in the realms of boundless joy,

We join in loftier praise.
284. C. M. Liv. OLD. COLL.

Devout Contemplation of the Creation.
LOOK round, O man! survey this globe ;

Speak of creating power;
See nature gives a different robe

To every herb and flower.

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