HYMN 295.-Continued.

5 Pray we on when all renewed,
And perfected in love,
Till we see the Saviour-God
Descending from above;

All his heavenly charms survey, Beyond what angel minds can paint; Pray we, every moment pray,

And never, never faint.

HYMN 296.-Continued.

2 The praying Spirit breathe, The watching power impart, From all entanglements beneath Call off my anxious heart; My feeble mind sustain, By worldly thoughts opprest; Appear, and bid me turn again To my eternal rest.

3 Swift to my rescue come, Thy own this moment seize; Gather my wandering spirit home, And keep in perfect peace: Suffered no more to rove O'er all the earth abroad, Arrest the prisoner of thy love, And shut me up in God.

HYMN 297.-Continued.

2 Long as our fiery trials last,
Long as the cross we bear,
O let our souls on thee be cast
In never-ceasing prayer!

3 The Spirit of interceding grace
Give us in faith to claim;
To wrestle till we see thy face,
And know thy hidden name.

4 Till thou thy perfect love impart, Till thou thyself bestow, Be this the cry of every heart, "I will not let thee go:

5 "I will not let thee go, unless
Thou tell thy name to me,
With all thy great salvation bless,
And make me all like thee:

6 "Then let me on the mountain-top Behold thy open face,

Where faith in sight is swallowed up And prayer in endless praise."

HYMN 299.-Continued.

5 Stronger than the strong man, His fury canst control: Cast him out, by entering now,

thou

And keep our ransomed soul; Satan's kingdom overthrow, On all the powers of darkness tread; O avenge us of our foe,

And bruise the serpent's head!

6 To the never-ceasing cries
Of thine elect attend;
Send deliverance from the skies,
The mighty Spirit send :
Though to man thou seemest slow,
Our cries thou seemest not to heed,
O avenge us of our foe,

And bruise the serpent's head!

7 Come, O come, all-glorious Lord! No longer now delay;

With thy Spirit's two-edged sword The crooked serpent slay! Bare thine arm, and give the blow, Root out and kill the hellish seed, O avenge us of our foe,

And bruise the serpent's head! S Jesus, hear thy Spirit's call,

Thy bride, who bids thee come; Come, thou righteous Judge of all, Pronounce the tempter's doom; Doom him to infernal woe, For him and for his angels made; Now avenge us of our foe, For ever bruise his head!

1 Jesus, my strength, my hope, On thee I cast my care,

With humble confidence look up,

And know thou hear'st my prayer. Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do, On thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew.

2 I want a sober mind,

A self-renouncing will,

That tramples down and casts behind
The baits of pleasing ill;
A soul inured to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss,
Pold to take up, firm to sustain
The consecrated cross.

3 I want a godly fear,
A quick-discerning eye,

That looks to thee when sin is near,
And sees the Tempter fly;
A spirit still prepared,
And armed with jealous care,
For ever standing on its guard,
And watching unto prayer.
4 I want a heart to pray,
To pray and never cease,
Never to murmur at thy stay,

Or wish my sufferings less.
This blessing, above all,
Always to pray, I want,
Out of the deep on thee to call,
And never, never faint.

5 I want a true regard,

A single, steady aim,

(Unmoved by threatening or reward)
To thee and thy great name;
A jealous, just concern
For thine immortal praise;
A pure desire that all may learn,
And glorify thy grace.

6 I rest upon thy word;
The promise is for me;
My succour and salvation, Lord,
Shall surely come from thee;
But let me still abide,
Nor from my hope remove,
Till thou my patient spirit guide
Into thy perfect love.

HYMN 304.-Continued.

2 Meeken my soul, thou heavenly Lamb,
That I in the new earth may claimi
My hundred-fold reward;
My rich inheritance possess,
Co-heir with the great Prince of peace,
Co-partner with my Lord.

3 Me with that restless thirst inspire,
That sacred, infinite desire,

And feast my hungry heart;
Less than thyself cannot suffice;
My soul for all thy fulness cries,
For all thou hast, and art.

4 Mercy who show shall mercy find;
Thy pitiful and tender mind
Be, Lord, on me bestowed;
So shall I still the blessing gain,
And to eternal life retain

The mercy of my God.

5 Jesus, the crowning grace impart ;
Bless me with purity of heart,
That, now beholding thee,

I soon may view thy open face,
On all thy glorious beauties gaze,
And God for ever see!

6 Not for my fault or folly's sake,
The name, or mode, or form, I take,
But for true holiness,

Let me be wronged, reviled, abhorred ;
And thee, my sanctifying Lord,

In life and death confess.

7 Called to sustain the hallowed cross,
And suffer for thy righteous cause,
Pronounce me doubly blest;
And let thy glorious Spirit, Lord,
Assure me of my great reward,
In heaven's eternal rest.

HYMN 305.-Continued.

4 Thou seest my feebleness;
Jesus, be thou my power,
My help and refuge in distress,
My fortress and my tower;
Give me to trust in thee,
Be thou my sure abode,
My horn, and rock, and buckler be,
My Saviour, and my God.

5 Myself I cannot save,
Myself I cannot keep,

But strength in thee I surely have,
Whose eyelids never sleep;
My soul to thee alone

Now therefore I commend ; Thou, Jesus, love me as thy own, And love me to the end.