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May our hearts burn, and all our powers
Confess, “ It is the Lord.” 51.
O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are !
To meet th' assemblies of thy saints.
And all their work is praise and love.
Within the temple of thy grace ;
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 4 Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate ;
They lean upon their helper, God.
Till all shall meet in heaven at length;
And join in nobler worship there. 52.
C. M. PresbyteRIAN COLLO
Prayer for special Favor.
In glory now appear;
And shed thy blessings here.
Thy spirit, Lord, impart ;
3 Here let the blind their sight obtain ;
Here give the mourners rest;
Enthroned in every breast.
And humble prayer arise,
In realms beyond the skies.
BOWRING. Humble Worship. 1 WHEN before thy throne we kneel,
Filled with awe and holy fear,
All thy sacred presence near.
When on thy great name we call ;
Thou, our God, art all in all. 3 Weak, imperfect creatures, we
In this vale of darkness dwell,
'Midst thy light ineffable.
Seek thy heaven-exalted throne;
Infinite and Holy One !
Thy presence to adore :
And tread the hallowed floor.
2 With holy joy I hail the day,
What transports fill my breast !
And leads me to his rest!
Their tribute hither bring ;
And hail th' immortal King. 55. .
L. M. New York Coll.
Thou who hast every blessing given,
And yields a glimpse of opening heaven. 2 Lord, in this day of holy rest,
We would improve the calm repose ;
Forget the world, its joys and woes. 3 Lord, may thy truth upon the heart
Now fall and dwell as heavenly dew,
Where once the weeds of error grew. 4 May prayer now lift her sacred wings,
Contented with that aim alone
And rests her at his sheltering throne. 56.
H. WARE, JR Supplication. 1 GREAT God, the followers of thy Son,
We bow before thy mercy-seat,
To worship thee, the Holy One,
And pour our wishes at thy feet. 2 O, grant thy blessing here to-day !
0, give thy people joy and peace !
And favor that shall never cease.
His path of light we long to tread;
And here their purest influence shed. 4 May faith and hope and love abound;
Our sins and errors be forgiven ;
Children of God, and heirs of heaven.
How pure the air that breathes,
And light its vapor wreaths !
For peace and joy and love,
That wafts its strain above.
Each evil thought be crushed,
In Faith and Love be hushed.
CLOSE OF WORSHIP.
H. K. White. Praise to God. 1 CHRISTIANS, brethren, ere we part,
Every voice and every heart
One last hymn of grateful praise.
Yet there is a brighter shore ;
There we all may meet again.
Be eternal glory given !
0, may all our hearts be thine !
WATTS. Ascription. I FROM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.
Eternal truth attends thy word :
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 60. 8 & 7s., or 8, 7, & 4s. M. BURDER.
Fill our hearts with joy and peace ;