BRATTLE STREET. C. M. D. PLEYEL. 1st time. FINE D.S. 116. W They shall talk of thy power." MISS WILLIAMS. And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled! 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed; 3 In each event of life, how clear Each blessing to my soul more dear, 4 In every joy that crowns my days, My heart shall find delight in praise, 5 When gladness wings my favored hour, 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see; My steadfast heart shall know no fear; W All our sins and griefs to bear! Every thing to God in prayer! Every thing to God in prayer. 2 Have we trials and temptations? 3 Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care? D.C. Y God! is any hour so sweet, As that which calls me to thy feet : The hour of prayer? :|| 2 Blest is the tranquil hour of morn, 3 Then is my strength by thee renewed; 4 Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear; 5 Lord! till I reach that blissful shore,. 119. B OLEST hour! when mortal man retires 2 Blest hour! when God himself draws nigh, And wipe away the mourner's tear. 3 Blest hour! for, where the Lord resorts, RETREAT. L. M. T. HASTINGS. 120. Luke 10: 39. H that I could for ever dwell, And all his tender words repeat! MRS E REED. 2 The world shut out from all my soul, 3 This is the hidden life I prize- And raise my highest thoughts above. 4 Thus would I live till nature fail, I NEED THEE. Rev. ROBERT LOWRY. REFRAIN. I need thee, O I need thee: Eve-ry hour I need thee; Oh, bless me now, my Saviour, I come to thee. 121. MRS. A. HAWKS. I Col. 4: 2. NEED thee every hour, 2 I need thee every hour; 3 I need thee every hour, Come quickly and abide, 4 I need thee every hour; And thy rich promises |