And finding there the house of God, 4 When midnight veils our eyes, I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord, With Thee to watch and pray. James Montgomery. (1771-1854) 1853. alt 822 "Pray without ceasing." I PRAY, without ceasing, pray, 2 To God your every want In instant prayer display; 3 His mercy now implore, And now show forth His praise; 4 From strength to strength go on; 5 Still let the Spirit cry, In all His soldiers—“Come," Till Christ the Lord descends from high, Since His own blood for thee He spilt, 825 What else can He withhold? 4 Thine image, Lord, bestow, Thy presence and Thy love; I ask to serve Thee here below, And reign with Thee above. 5 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. 824 In a Hurry of Business. 2 My feeble mind sustain, By worldly thoughts opprest; Appear, and bid me turn again To my eternal rest. 3 Swift to my rescue come, Thine own this moment seize; O'er all the earth abroad, Rev. Charles Wesley. 1749. ab. Importunacy in Prayer. I OUR Lord, who knows full well To pray, and never faint. 2 He bows His gracious ear, 3 Jesus the Lord will hear His chosen when they cry; Yes, though He may a while forbear, 4 His nature, truth, and love, Engage Him on their side; 5 Then let us earnest be, And never faint in prayer; He loves our importunity, Rev. John Newton. 1779. ab. and alt. plead the promise of Thy word; Grant us Thy Holy Spirit, Lord. 826 The Spirit asked for. 2 If earthly parents hear Their children when they cry, If they, with love sincere, Their children's wants supply; Much more wilt Thou Thy love display, And answer when Thy children pray. 3 Our Heavenly Father, Thou! We, children of Thy grace: Descend, and fill the place: So shall we feel the heavenly flame, 4 O send Thy Spirit down On all the nations, Lord, The preaching of Thy word, He built the Church who built the sky; 2 See the foundation laid By power and love divine; Jesus His first-born Son, How bright His glories shine! Low He descends, in dust He lies, 3 But He for ever lives, Nor for Himself alone; Each saint new life derives From this mysterious Stone; His influence darts through every soul, And in one house unites the whole. 4 To Him with joy we move, In Him cemented stand; The living temple grows, And owns the Founder's hand. 5 Descend, and shed abroad The tokens of Thy grace, Let glory fill the place; Rev. Philip Doddridge. (1702-1751.) 1755 830 God's Tabernacle with Men. Framed of living stones, cemented 3 Stands four-square that heavenly City; Paved with gold like crystal bright; Gates of pearl, and walls of jasper, Emerald and chrysolyte; Broad and lofty tower its ramparts; At its gates twelve angels stand; On its walls twelve names are graven, Of the Apostles' chosen band. 4 Where Thou reignest, King of glory, There to dwell with saints and angels In Thy presence evermore. Rev. Benjamin Webb. 1872. ab. I GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, He whose word cannot be broken, What can shake thy sure repose? 2 See, the streams of living waters, Ever flows their thirst t' assuage? 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear, For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near: Thus deriving from their banner Light by night, and shade by day, Safe they feed upon the manna Which He gives them when they pray. Rev. John Newton. (1725-1807.) 1779 |