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62. A Prayer.
Teach me what Thou would'st have
me do; Suggest whate'er I think or say,
Direct me in the narrow way.
Lest I in mine own strength confide;
I have my power, my all from Thee. 3 Assist, and teach me how to pray ;
Incline my nature to obey ;
And only love what pleases Thee. 4 O may I never do my will,
But Thine, and only Thine, fulfil :
Be spent and ended to Thy praise.
A calm and heavenly frame;
That leads me to the Lamb.
When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and His word ?
Sweet messenger of rest;
And drove Thee from my breast.
4 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,
And worship only Thee.
Calm and serene my frame;
That leads me to the Lamb.
Of saints that sing on high;
He hath won the victory!
And crush'd thy sting, Despair:
For Jesus hath been there. 3 And He hath tam'd the strength of hell,
And dragg’d him thro' the sky,
He hath bound captivity. 4 God is gone up, &c. 65. Harvest. (Psalm LXV.) C.M. GOOD is the Lord, our heavenly King,
Who makes the earth His care:
And bids the grain appear.
Which makes the earth to yield ;
His clouds drop fatness from above;
He wḥitens every field.
He gives His people more;
A boundless, richer store ! 66. Isaiah XI. 9.
SPIRIT of mercy, truth, and love,
O shed Thine influence from above, And still from age to age convey
The blessings of this sacred day. 2 In ev'ry clime, by ev'ry tongue,
Be God's redeeming mercy sung;
The wonders by the Saviour wrought. 8 Unfailing comfort, heav'nly guide!
Still o'er Thy favour'd church preside :
Spirit of mercy, truth, and love.
BEGONE, unbelief, my Saviour is near,
And for my relief will surely appear, By prayer let me wrestle, and he will
perform; With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the
storm. 2 Tho’ dark be my way, since He is my
guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'Tis His to provide :
Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all
fail, The word He has spoken shall surely
prevail. 3 His love in time past forbids me think
He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink ; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, Confirms His good pleasure to help me
quite through. 4 Determin’d to save, He watch'do'ermy path, When, Satan's blind slave, I sported with
to shame? 5 Why should I complain of want or distress,
Temptation or pain ? He told me no less :
Lord. 6 How bitter that cup no heart can conceive, Which He drank quite up, that sinners
might live! His way was much rougher and darker
than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine ? 7 Since all that I meet shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food ;
68. Advent Hymn.
P.M. THE chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll
cloud, And the heavens with the burden of God
head are bow'd. 2 The glory! the glory! around Him are
pour'd, The myriads of angels that wait on the
Lord; And the glorified saints, and the martyrs
are there. And all who the palm-wreaths of victory
wear. 3 The trumpet ! the trumpet! the dead have
all heard, Lo, the depths of the stone-covered monu
ment stirr'd ; From the ocean and earth, from the south
pole and north, Lo, the vast generation of ages come forth. 4 The judgment! the judgment! the thrones
are all set, Where the Lamb, and the white-vested
elders are met; All flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord,
And the doom ofeternity hangs on His word. 5 Oh, mercy! oh, mercy! look down from
above, Redeemer, on us Thy sad children, with love;