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5 Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and thy love;
I ask to serve thee here below,
And reign with thee above.
6 Teach me to live by faith,
Conform my will to thine;
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.
344. C. M. Newton.
PPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat,
Where Jesus answers prayer:
There humbly fall before his feet,
For none can perish there.
2 Thy promise is my only plea,
With this I venture nigh;
Thou callest burden'd souls to thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.
3 Be thou my shield and hiding-place;
That, shelter'd near thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face,
And tell him, 'Jesus died.'
4 O wondrous love! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead his gracious name. 5 'Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still, 'My promis'd grace receive;' "Tis Jesus speaks-I must, I will, I can, I do believe.
345. 7's. Newton.
Ask what I shall give thee. 1 Kings iii. 5.
COME, my soul, thy suit prepare;
He himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.
2 Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For his grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.
3 With my burden I begin,
Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let thy blood for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.
4 Lord, I come to thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.
5 While I am a pilgrim here,
Let thy love my spirit cheer;
As my guide, my guard, my friend,
Lead me to my journey's end.
6 Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew;
Let me live the life of faith,
Let me die thy people's death.
346. L. M. Altered.
The presence of Christ makes worship sweet.
TOW sweet to leave the world a while,
presence of our
Dear Saviour, on thy people smile,
And come, according to thy word.
2 From busy scenes we now retreat,
That we may here converse with thee;
Saviour, behold us at thy feet-
Let this the gate of heaven be.
3 'Chief of ten thousand,' now appear;
Bestow thy animating grace;
Give every soul thy voice to hear,
And with thy presence fill the place.
347. C. M. Medley.
O Lord, revive thy work. Hab. iii. 2.
GREAT God! incline thy gracious ear,
And hear thy cry;
In mercy for our help appear,
Nor let our comforts die.
2 In this sad, dark, and gloomy day,
O keep our faith alive;
Remove our loads of guilt away;
'And all thy work revive.'
3 Revive thy work within us all,
In holy peace and love;
And let thy Spirit on us fall,
In blessings from above.
4 Then shall we flourish like the vine,
Refresh'd, and made to thrive ;
And all the glory shall be thine,
Who dost thy work revive.
348. L. M. Altered.
For a church in a low condition. Psalm li.
FATHER of mercies! from thy throne
Look with an eye of pity
On us thy church, in deep distress,
And all our numerous woes redress.
2 We call to mind the happier days
Of life and love, of prayer and praise;
When holy services gave birth
To joys, resembling heaven on earth.
3 But now the ways of Zion mourn,
Her gates neglected and forlorn;
Our joy and liveliness are fled,
And we are languid, cold, and dead.
4 Near to each other, and to thee,
Father! we ask henceforth to be ;-
O, pour thy Spirit from on high,
And all our numerous wants supply.
349. L. M.
O Lord, revive thy work. Hab. iii. 2.
Extend the conquests of thy sword;
Erect thy throne in every heart,
And bid each idol hence depart.
2 Spirit divine! thy grace diffuse;
Thy influence shed like heavenly dews,
To make our drooping graces thrive ;-
O gracious Lord! thy work revive.
3 Attract with cords of love divine,
These feeble, wandering sheep of thine,
On thy rich pastures make them thrive;
E'en now, thy gracious work revive.
4 Revive thy work, triumphant King!
Attune our lips thy praise to sing,
Our dying spark of love inflame,
And claim all glory to thy name.
350. L. M. W. & B.
Seeking direction in the choice of a Pastor.
NATHER of mercies, bend thine ear,
Perplext, distrest, to thee we cry,
And seek the guidance of thine eye.
2 With longing eyes, behold, we wait,
In suppliant crowds, at mercy's gate,
Our drooping hearts, O God, sustain,
Nor let us seek thy face in vain.
3 O Lord, in ways of peace return,
Nor let thy flock neglected mourn;
May our blest eyes a pastor see,
Dear to ourselves and dear to thee.
351. L. M. Hart.
Pray without ceasing. 1 Thess. v. 17.
RAY!' says the word, 'and never cease,'
Pray, till these graces all increase,
And still be found in fervent prayer.
2 Long as they live should Christians pray,
For only while they pray they live;
Their wants shall teach them what to say,
And prayer shall all those wants relieve.
3 "Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak,
Though thought be broken-language lame;
Pray if you can, or cannot, speak,
But pray with faith in Jesus' name.
4 Depend on him-you cannot fail :
Make all your wants and wishes known
Fear not his merits must prevail;
Ask what you will, it shall be done.
352. C. M.
Prayer, and Dedication to Christ.
OW to the throne of grace I'll go
pour my sorrows
And tell the Saviour all my woe,
Who loves to answer prayer.
2 The interceding spirit give,
The power of faith impart;
Speak, Lord, and bid me rise and live,
Renew and claim my heart.
3 Saviour, I feel the conquering power,
To thee I now resign;
I yield my heart, and from this hour,
I would be wholly thine.
353. C. M. W. & B.
A destitute Church seeking to God.
O thee, O God, when creatures fail,
And on th' eternal Shepherd's care
Our cheerful hope relies.