For the Spirit of Love.

1 GIVER of peace and unity,

Send down thy mild, pacific Dove;
We all shall then in one agree,

And breathe the spirit of thy love.
2 We all shall think and speak the same
Delightful lesson of thy grace,
One undivided Christ proclaim,
And jointly glory in thy praise.
3 0, let us take a softer mould,

Blended and gathered into thee;
Under one Shepherd make one fold,
Where all is love and harmony.

4 Subdue in us the carnal mind,
The enmity of sin destroy;
With cords of love our passions bind,
And gently melt us into joy.

WESLEYAN.

5 Thus make us find the ancient way The unbelieving world to move, And force thy wondering foes to say, "Behold these Christians, how they love!"

1 HOW blest is he who fears the Lord,

And follows his commands,

Who lends the poor without reward,
Or gives with liberal hands.

2 As pity dwells within his breast
To all the sons of need,

So God shall answer his request
With blessings on his seed.

3 In times of danger and distress,
Some beams of light shall shine,

WATTS.

To show the world his righteousness,
And give him peace divine.

4 His works of piety and love
Remain before the Lord;

Sweet peace on earth, and joys above,
Shall be his sure reward.

364.

C. M.

Charity.

1 GO to the pillow of disease,

LUTHERAN COLL

Where night gives no repose,

And on the cheek where sickness preys,
Bid health to plant the rose.

2 Go where the friendless stranger lies;
To perish is his doom;

Snatch from the grave his closing eyes,
And bring his blessing home.

3 Thus what our Heavenly Father gave
Shall we as freely give;

Thus copy him who lived to save,
And died that we might live.

REPENTANCE AND REFORMATION.

365.

C. M.

Prayer for Repentance.

1 O, FOR that tenderness of heart
Which bows before the Lord,

C. WESLEY.

That owns how just and good thou art,
And trembles at thy word!

2 O, for those humble, contrite tears,
Which from repentance flow,

That sense of guilt, which, trembling, fears
The long-suspended blow !

3 O Lord, to me in pity give,
For sin the deep distress,

The pledge thou wilt at last receive,
And bid me die in peace.

4 O, fill my soul with faith and love,
And strength to do thy will;
Raise my desires and hopes above;
Thyself to me reveal.

366.

L. M.

Sense of Sin.

STEELE.

1 JESUS demands this heart of mine,
Demands my love, my joy, my care;
But ah! how dead to things divine,
How cold, my best affections are!
2 'T is sin, alas! with dreadful power,
Divides my Saviour from my sight;
O, for one happy, shining hour

Of sacred freedom, sweet delight!
3 Come, gracious Lord; thy love can raise
My captive powers from sin and death,
And fill my heart and life with praise,
And tune my last, expiring breath.

367.

C. M.

Solemn Apprehension.

ADDISON.

1 WHEN, rising from the bed of death,

O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear,

I see my Maker face to face,
O, how shall I appear!

2 If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,

My heart with inward terror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought,

3 When thou, O Lord, shall stand disclosed
In majesty severe,

And sit in judgment on my soul,—
O, how shall I appear!

4 But there 's forgiveness, Lord, with thee;
Thy nature is benign;

Thy pardoning mercy I implore,
For mercy, Lord, is thine.

5 0, let thy boundless mercy shine
On my benighted soul,

Correct my passions, mend my heart,
And all my fears control.

368.

C. M.

Painful Recollections.

MIDDLETON.

1 AS o'er the past my memory strays,
Why heaves the secret sigh?

'T is that I mourn departed days,
Still unprepared to die.

2 The world and worldly things beloved
My anxious thoughts employed;
And time, unhallowed, unimproved,
Presents a fearful void.

3 Yet, Holy Father, wild despair
Chase from my laboring breast:

Thy grace it is which prompts the prayer ;
That
grace can do the rest.

4 My life's brief remnant all be thine ;
And when thy sure decree

Bids me this fleeting breath resign,
O, speed my soul to thee.

Sins confessed and mourned.

1 GOD of mercy, God of love,
Hear our sad, repentant song ;

J. TAYLOR.

Sorrow dwells on every face,
Penitence on every tongue.
2 Deep regret for follies past,

Talents wasted, time misspent ;
Hearts debased by worldly cares,
Thankless for the blessings lent;
3 Foolish fears, and fond desires,
Vain regrets for things as vain;
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.

370.

L. M.

Secret Self-examination.

DODDRIDGE

1 RETURN, my roving heart, return,
And life's vain shadows chase no more;
Seek out some solitude to mourn,

And thy forsaken God implore.

2 O thou great God, whose piercing eye
Distinctly marks each deep retreat,
In these sequestered hours draw nigh,

And let me here thy presence meet.
3 Through all the windings of my heart,
My search let heavenly wisdom guide,
And still its radiant beams impart
Till all be known and purified.

4 Then let the visits of thy love
My inmost soul be made to share,