I O, FOR a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free,

A heart that always feels how good
Thou, Lord, hast been to me!

2 O, for a humble, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,
Which neither life nor death can part
From him who dwells within;
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I O, FOR a faith that will not shrink,
Though pressed by every foe,
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe,

2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod,

But, in the hour of grief or pain,

Will lean upon its God;

3 A faith that shines more bright and clear

When tempests rage without,

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3 A heart in every thought renewed,
And full of love divine,

Perfect and right and pure and good,
Conformed, O Lord, to thine!

4 Thy temper, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;
O, write thy name upon my heart:
Thy name, O God, is love!

That when in danger knows no fear,
In darkness feels no doubt;

4 A faith that keeps the narrow way
Till life's last hour is fled,
And with a pure and heavenly ray
Lights up a dying bed!

5 Lord, give us such a faith as this;
And then, whate'er may come,

We'll taste, e'en here, the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home!

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I O GOD, by whom the seed is given,

By whom the harvest blest,

Whose word, like manna shower'd from heaven, Is planted in our breast,

2 Preserve it from the passing feet, And plunderers of the air,

The sultry sun's intenser heat,
And weeds of worldly care.

3 Though buried deep, or thinly strown,
Do thou thy grace supply;
The hope in earthly furrows sown,
Shall ripen in the sky.

I O GOD, unseen but ever near,
Our blessed rest art thou !

And we, in love that hath no fear,
Take refuge with thee now.

2 All soiled with dust our pilgrim feet,
And weary with the way;

We seek thy shelter from the heat
And burden of life's day.

3 O, welcome in the wilderness

The shadow of thy love;

The stream that springs our thirst to bless,
The manna from above!

4 Awhile beside the fount we stay
And eat this bread of thine;
Then go rejoicing on our way,
Renewed with strength divine.

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I FATHER in heaven, to thee my heart
Would lift itself in prayer;

Drive from my soul each earthly thought,
And show thy presence there.

2 Each moment of my life renews The mercies of my Lord, Each moment is itself a gift

To bear me on to God.

3 O, help me break the galling chains This world round me has thrown ; Each passion of my heart subdue,

Each darling sin disown!

4 O Father, kindle in my breast
A never-dying flame
Of holy love, of grateful trust
In thy Almighty name!

Exalt thy towering head, and lift thine eyes! See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day.

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Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away; But fixed his word, his saving power remains : Thy realm shall last, thy own Messiah reigns.

LEAD US, O Father, in the paths of peace: Without thy guiding hand we go astray, And doubts appall, and sorrows still increase; Lead us through Christ, the true and living Way.

2 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of truth: Unhelped by thee, in error's maze we grope, While passion stains, and folly dims our youth, And age comes on, uncheered by faith and hope.

3 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of right: Blindly we stumble when we walk alone, Involved in shadows of a darksome night; Only with thee we journey safely on.

4 Lead us, O Father, to thy heavenly rest,
However rough and steep the path may be,
Through joy or sorrow, as thou deemest best,
Until our lives are perfected in thee.
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I As swiftly, silently draws near the night,
And into gloom the daylight dies away,
I praise thee, heavenly Father, for thy light,
That shineth ever, an eternal day.

2 I praise thee that thy weary child may see The way to thee, though darkness gathers deep;

I come, O Father, to receive of thee
Thy pardon and thy blessing ere I sleep.

3 I lift to thee this burdened heart of mine, Filled with the shadows of the deepening night;

Thou floodest me with rays of love divine, And darkness flees from me, and all is light.

4 O Father, as the night of life draws near, And fast earth's fading brightness ebbs

away,

In growing glory may thy light appear, Until for me it always shall be day.

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I FATHER, thy wonders do not singly stand, Nor far removed where feet have seldom

strayed;

Around us ever lies th' enchanted land,
In marvels rich to thine own sons displayed.

2 In finding thee, are all things round us found;

In losing thee, are all things lost beside; Ears have we, but in vain sweet voices sound, And to our eyes the vision is denied.

3 Open our eyes that we that world may see, Open our ears that we thy voice may hear, And in the spirit-land may ever be,

And feel thy presence with us always near.

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rounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.

I GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!

He, whose word cannot be broken,
Formed thee for his own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,

What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou mayest smile at all thy foes.

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2 See, the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint, while such a river

Ever flows their thirst t' assuage? -
Grace which, like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.

3 Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear,
For a glory and a covering,

Showing that the Lord is near!
He who gives them daily manna,

He who listens when they cry,
Let him hear the loud hosanna
Rising to his throne on high.