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Isaac Smith. 1770.

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Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies, And on thy watchful providence My cheerful hope relies.

The shadow of thy wings

My soul in safety keeps

I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my steps.

65.

Call to Worship. Ps. xcv.

COME, Sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing; Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King.

He formed the deeps unknown; He gave the seas their bound; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground.

Come, worship at his throne,
Come, bow before the Lord:

We are his work, and not our own;
He formed us by his word.

When midnight veils our eyes,
Oh, it is sweet to say,

I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord,
With thee to watch and pray!

68.

Assisted by his grace, We still pursue our way; And hope at last to reach the prize, Secure in endless day.

'Tis he that works to will; 'Tis he that works to do: His is the power by which we act; His be the glory too.

69.

Christian Psalmist

The Fountain of Living Waters. — Jer. ii. 13. THE fountain in its source

No drought of summer fears; The farther it pursues its course, The nobler it appears.

But shallow cisterns yield

A scanty, short supply;

God working in the Soul.

"TIS God the spirit leads.

In paths before unknown:

The work to be performed is ours ; The strength is all his own.

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At evening they are dry.

The cisterns I forsake,

O Fount of Life, for thee;

My thirst with living waters slake,

And drink eternity.

Felicia Hemans.

THIS is the day of light!

Let there be light to-day;

O dayspring, rise upon our night,
And chase its gloom away.

This is the day of rest!

Our failing strength renew;
On aching brow and troubled breast
Shed thou thy freshening dew.

This is the day of peace!
Thy peace our spirits fill!

Bid thou the blasts of discord cease,
The waves of strife be still.

This is the day of prayer!

Let earth to heaven draw near:

Lift up our hearts to seek thee there; Come down to meet us here.

This is the first of days!

Send forth thy quickening breath, And wake dead souls to love and praise, O Lord of life and death!

John Ellerton. 1867.

The Lord's Prayer.

OUR heavenly Father, hear

The prayer we offer now!

Thy name be hallowed far and near, To thee all nations bow.

Thy kingdom come; thy will
On earth be done in love,
As saints and seraphim fulfil
Thy perfect law above.

Our daily bread supply,
While by thy word we live ;

The guilt of our iniquity
Forgive as we forgive.

From dark temptation's power
Our feeble hearts defend;

Deliver in the evil hour,

And guide us to the end.

Thine, then, for ever be
Glory and power divine;

The sceptre, throne, and majesty
Of heaven and earth are thine.
James Montgomery. 1825.