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2 While the prayers of saints ascend,
God of love, to mine attend.
Hear me, for the spirit pleads;
Hear, for Jesus intercedes.

3 While I hearken to thy law
Fill my soul with humble awe,
Till thy gospel bring to me
Life and immortality.

4 While thy ministers proclaim
Peace and pardon in thy name,
Through their voice by faith may I
Hear thee speaking from on high.

5 From thy house when I return
May my heart within me burn;
And at evening let me say,

"I have walked with God to-day."

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The Lord's Prayer. Mat. vi. 9-13.

1 OUR Father, God, who art in heaven,
All hallow'd be thy name:

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
In heaven and earth the same.

2 Give us this day our daily bread;
And as we those forgive
Who sin against us, so may we
Forgiving grace receive.

3 Into temptation lead us not;
From evil set us free;

And thine the kingdom, thine the power,
And glory, ever be.

Note.-Composed by one of the Baptist missionaries while in prison in Burmah.

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1 ONCE more, before we part,

We'll bless the Saviour's name.
Record his mercies, every heart-
Sing, every tongue, the same.

2 Receive his sacred word,

Lyre.

And feed thereon, and grow;
Go on to seek, to know, the Lord,
And practise what you know.

34.3 7.6.

When shall we meet ?

1 WHEN shall we all meet again?
When shall we all meet again?
Oft shall glowing hope expire,
Oft shall wearied love retire,

Oft shall death and sorrow reign,
Ere we all shall meet again.

Olmutz.

2 Though in distant lands we sigh,
Parch'd beneath the hostile sky-
Though the deep between us rolls-
Friendship shall unite our souls:
And in fancy's wide domain,
There shall we all meet again.

3 When the dreams of life are fled,
When its wasted lamps are dead,
When in cold oblivion's shade,
Beauty, wealth, and fame are laid,
Where immortal spirits reign,
There may we all meet again.

Choir.

Turin.

344. 6.5. New London.

1 WHEN shall we meet again?
Meet ne'er to sever?

When will peace wreath her chain

Round us forever?

Our hearts will ne'er repose
Safe from each blast that blows
In this dark vale of woes-
Never-no never!

2 When shall love freely flow
Pure as life's river?
When shall sweet friendship glow
Changeless forever?

Where joys celestial thrill,
Where bliss each heart shall fill,
And fears of parting chill

Never-no, never!

3 Up to that world of light
Take us, dear Saviour!
May we all there unite,
Happy forever!

Where kindred spirits dwell,
There may our music swell,
And time our joys dispel
Never no, never.

4 Soon shall we meet again—
Meet ne'er to sever;

Soon will peace wreath her chain'
Round us forever.

Our hearts will then repose

Secure from worldly woes;

Our songs of praise shall close

Rippon.

Never-no, never!

345. 8.7.4. Sicilian Hymn.

Dismission.

1 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing;
Fill our hearts with joy and peace;

Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace.
O, refresh us,

Trav'lling through this wilderness.

2 Thanks we give and adoration
For thy gospel's joyful sound:
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound;
May thy presence

With us evermore be found.

3 So, whene'er the signal's given
Ús from earth to call away,
Borne on angel's wings to heav'n,
Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay,
May we, ready,

Hart.

Rise and reign in endless day!

346. L. M. Old Hundred.

1 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord;
Help us to feed upon thy word;
All that has been amiss forgive,
And let thy truth within us live.

2 Though we are guilty, thou art good:
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give ev'ry fetter'd soul release,
And bid us all depart in peace.

Newton.

347. C. M.

For Christian conference.

Brattle Street.

1 O LORD, our languid souls inspire,
For here we trust thou art!

Send down a coal of heav'nly fire
To warm each waiting heart.

2 Show us some tokens of thy love
Our fainting hope to raise;
And pour thy blessing from above
That we may render praise.

3 Within these walls let holy praise,
And love, and concord, dwell;
Here give the troubled conscience ease,
The wounded spirit heal.

4 The feeling heart, the melting eye,
The humble mind, bestow;
And shine upon us from on high
To make our graces grow.

5 May we in faith receive thy word,
In faith present our prayers,
And in the presence of our Lord
Unbosom all our cares.

6 And may the gospel's joyful sound,
Enforc'd by mighty grace,

Awaken sinners all around
To come and fill the place

Tappan.

348.

L. M. Rockingham.

House of God.

1 HOLY be this as was the place
To him of Padan-aram known,
Where Abram's God reveal'd his face,
And caught the pilgrim to the throne.

2 O, how transporting was the glow

That thrill'd his bosom, mix'd with fear! "Lo, the Eternal walks below!

The Highest tabernacles here!"

3 Be ours, when faith and hope grow dim, The glories which the Patriarch saw;

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