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Still may we stand before Thy face,
Still hear and do Thy sovereign will.

Gerhard Tersteegen (1697-1769), 1731. Tr. by Rev. John Wesley (1703-1791), 1739. Ab, and alt.

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"Ask what I shall give thee."-1 KINGS iii. 5.
BEHOLD the throne of grace!

The promise calls me near;
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.

2 My soul, ask what thou wilt,
Thou canst not be too bold;
Since His own blood for thee He split,
What else can He withhold?

3 Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and Thy love;
I ask to serve Thee here below,
And reign with Thee above.
Teach me to live by faith,

Conform my will to Thine,
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.

Rev. John Newton (1725-1807), 1779. Ab.

S. M.

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Importunity in prayer.-LUKE Xviii. 1-7. I OUR Lord, who knows full well The heart of every saint, Invites us all our griefs to tell, To pray, and never faint.

2 He bows His gracious ear,
We never plead in vain ;
Yet we must wait till He appear,
And pray, and pray again.

3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear

His chosen when they cry;

And though He may a while forbear,
He'll help them from on high.

4 Then let us earnest be,

And never faint in prayer; He loves our importunity,

And makes our cause His care.

Rev. John Newton (1725-1807), 1779. Ab. and alt,
S. M.

"Sweet is the Work."

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I SWEET is the work, O Lord,
Thy glorious acts to sing,

To praise Thy Name, and hear thy Word,
And grateful off'rings bring.

2 Sweet, at the dawning light,
Thy boundless love to tell;
And, when approach the shades of night,
Still on the theme to dwell.

3 Sweet, on this day of rest,

To join in heart and voice

With those who love and serve Thee best, And in Thy Name rejoice.

4 To songs of praise and joy
Be every Sabbath given,
That such may be our blest employ
Eternally in Heaven.

Miss Harriet Auber (1773-1862), 1820. Alt.
S. M.
Glory begun.

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I COME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known :
Join in a song with sweet accord,

And thus surround the throne.

2 Let those refuse to sing

That never knew our God;
But favorites of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.

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The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.

4 The hill of Zion yields

A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.

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Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground
To fairer worlds on high.

Rev. Isaac Watts (1674-1748), 1709. Ad.

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The Sabbath given to our Fathers.-Ps. lxxxi.
I SING to the Lord, our Might,
With holy fervor sing;

Let hearts and instruments unite
To praise our heavenly King.

2 This is His holy house,
And this His festal day,
When He accepts the humblest vows
That we sincerely pay.

3 The Sabbath to our sires

In mercy first was given ; The Church her Sabbaths still requires To speed her on to Heaven.

4 We still, like them of old,

Are in the wilderness;
And God is still as near His fold,
To pity and to bless,

5 Then let us open wide

Our hearts for Him to fill;
And He that Israel then supplied,
Will help His Israel still.

Rev. Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847), 1834.

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Asking of God,-1 KINGS iii. 5.

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I COME, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer ;
Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring.

2 With my burden I begin,

Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

3 Lord, I come to Thee for rest, Take possession of my breast;

There Thy bood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign.

4 While I am a pilgrim here,
Let Thy love my spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, My Friend,
Lead me to my journey's end.

5 Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew;
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die Thy people's death.

Rev. John Newton (1725-1807), 1779.

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The fading Light.

I SOFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with Thee.

2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye
Naught escapes, without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,
Open fault, and secret sin.

3 Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall forever pass away:
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee.

4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity;

Then, from Thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.

Bp. George Washington Doane (1799-1859), 1824.

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For the coming week.-Ps. Ixxiii. 24.

I THROUGH the passing of the week,
Father, we Thy presence seek:
'Midst this world's deceitful maze
Keep us, Lord, in all our ways.
2 O, what snares our path beset !
O, what cares our spirits fret!
Let no earthly thing, we pray,
Draw our souls from Thee away.

3 Thou hast set our daily task,

Grace and strength from Thee we ask;
Thou our joys and griefs dost send,
To Thy will our spirits bend.

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