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Thus may all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above.

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HYMN 122. C. M.

God speaking peace to his people.
NITE, my roving thoughts, unite,
In silence soft, and sweet;

And thou, my soul, sit gently down
At thy great Sov'reign's feet.

2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard,
Yet gladly I attend;

For lo! the everlasting God
Proclaims himself my friend.

3 Harmonious accents to my soul,
The sounds of peace convey;
The tempest at his word subsides,
And winds, and seas obey.

4 By all its joys, I charge my heart
To grieve his love no more;
But charm'd by melody divine,
To give its follies o'er.

HYMN 123. L. M.

Commencement of public worship.
HY presence, gracious God, afford-
Prepare us to receive thy word;

Now let thy voice engage our ear,
And faith be mixt with what we hear.

2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove,
And fix our hearts and hopes above;
With food divine may we be fed,
And satisfi'd with living bread.

3 To us thy sacred word apply,
With sov'reign pow'r and energy;

And may we in true faith and fear,
Reduce to practice what we hear.

HYMN 124. P. M. 8, 7, 4.
At the close of Worship.

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

Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace;
Oh, refresh us!

Trav'ling 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 giv'n,
Ús from earth to call away;
Borne on angels' wings to heav'n,
Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay,
May we, ready,

Rise and reign in endless day!

HYMN 125. L. M.

Social Worship.

HERE two or three with sweet ac

W cord,

Obedient to their sov'reign Lord,

Meet to recount his acts of grace,
And offer solemn pray'r and praise-

2 "There, says the Saviour, will I be,
Amid this little company;

To them unveil my shining face,
And shed my glories round the place."
3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord,
Relying on thy faithful word;

Now send thy Spirit from above,
Now fill our hearts with heav'nly love.

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HYMN 126. P. M. 8.

Our God forever.

HIS God is the God we adore, Our faithful, unchangeable friend; Whose love is as large as his pow'r, And neither knows measure nor end; 2 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last,

Whose spirit shall guide us safe home, We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come.

Declension of Religion lamented.

1 NCE, O Lord, thy garden flourish'd, Ev'ry part look'd gay and green;

Then thy word our spirits nourish'd,
Happy seasons we have seen!

2 But a drought has since succeeded,
And a sad decline we see;

Lord, thy help is greatly needed,
Help can only come from thee.

3 Some, in whom we once delighted,
We shall meet no more below;
Some, alas! we fear are blighted,-
Scarce a single leaf they show.

4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither,
Thou canst make them bloom again;
Oh, permit them not to wither,
Let not all our hopes be vain!

HYMN 128. P. M. 8, 7,

Prayer for a Revival.

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NAVIOUR, visit thy plantation:
Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain!
All will come to desolation,
Unless thou return again.

Lord revive us;

All our help must come from thee.

2 Keep no longer at a distance; Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die.. 3 Let our mutual love be fervent, Make us prevalent in pray'rs: Let each one esteem'd thy servant, Shun the world's bewitching snares. 4 Break the tempter's fatal power: Turn the stony heart to flesh; And begin from this good hour To revive thy work afresh. 12

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HYMN 129. L. M.

Hoping for a Revival.

HILE I to grief my soul gave way, To see the work of God decline, Methought I heard the Saviour say— "Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine.

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Though for a time I hid my face,
Rely upon my love and pow'r:

Still wrestle at the throne of grace,
And wait for a reviving hour.

3 "Take down thy long neglected harp,
I've seen thy tears and heard thy pray'r,
The winter season has been sharp,
But spring shall all its wastes repair."
4 Lord, I obey,-my hopes revive;
Come, join with me, ye saints, and sing;
Our foes in vain against us strive,
For God will help and triumph bring.
HYMN 130. P. M. 8, 7.
The Lord's Vineyard.

EE the vineyard lately planted
By thy hand, O Lord of hosts!
Let thy people's pray'r be granted-
Keep it safe from hostile boasts;
Hear, O hear us when we pray-
Keep thy vineyard night and day.
2 Drooping plants revive, and nourish;
Let them thrive beneath thy hand;
Let the weak grow strong, and flourish,
Blooming fair at thy command;

Let the fruitful yield thee more;
Laden with a faithful store.