The Book of Praise. PART THE SECOND. "LORD, TEACH US TO PRAY." (Luke xi. 1.) CLXIX. Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Prayer is the burthen of a sigh, The upward glancing of the eye, Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways, Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, His watchword at the gates of death; The saints, in prayer, appear as one Nor prayer is made by man alone : And Jesus, on the eternal Throne, O Thou, by Whom we come to God! The path of prayer Thyself hast trod: James Montgomery. 1819. I. "OUR FATHER, WHICH ART IN HEAVEN ; HALLOWED BE THY NAME." CLXX. PSALM LXIII. O God, Thou art my God alone; A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land whose springs are dry. Oh! that it were as it hath been! When, praying in the holy place, Thy power and glory I have seen, And marked the footsteps of Thy grace! Yet, through this rough and thorny maze, Thee, in the watches of the night, Better than life itself Thy love, For whom have I in Heaven above, Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, My soul shall still in God rejoice; CLXXI. PSALM CXLV. My God, my King, Thy various praise The wings of every hour shall bear But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds? Vast and immortal be Thy praise! Isaac Watts. 1719. CLXXII. PSALM CXXXIX. Lord, Thou hast form'd mine every part, Thine ear doth hear, Thine eye can see. Oh may that Spirit, ever blest, I taste Thy Presence, Lord Divine ! Robert Allan Scott. 1839. |