2 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few,
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim
The sweetness of thy saving name.

3 Here may we prove the power of prayer
To strengthen faith and banish care;
To teach our faint desires to rise
To things unseen beyond the skies.

4 Lord, we are few, but thou art near,
Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear;
Oh rend the heavens this favored hour-
Let thousands feel thy saving power.

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Sincerity.

C. M.

1 LORD, when we bend before thy throne,

And our confessions pour,

Teach us to feel the sins we own,
And hate what we deplore.

2 Our burdened spirits pitying see;
True penitence impart;

And let a healing ray from thee
Beam hope on every heart.

3 When our responsive tongues essay
Their grateful songs to raise,
Grant that our souls may join the lay,
And rise to thee in praise.

4 When we disclose our wants in prayer,
May we our wills resign;

And not a thought our bosom share,
Which is not wholly thine.

5 Let faith each meek petition fill, And waft it to the skies;

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And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still
That grants it, or denies.

The Sanctuary.

1 SAFELY through another week
God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to-day;
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.

2 While we seek supplies of grace,
Through the dear Redeemer's name,
Show thy reconciling face,

Take away our sin and shame;
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest this day in thee.

3 Here we come thy name to praise;
Let us feel thy presence near:
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in thy house appear:
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.
4 May the gospel's joyful sound
Conquer sinners, comfort saints,
Make the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief from all complaints:
Thus let all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above.

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Praise for Restoration.

WHAT shall I render to my God,
For all his kindness shown?
My feet shall visit thine abode,
My songs address thy throne.

2 Among the saints who fill thy house,
My offering shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul in anguish made.

3 How happy all thy servants are!
How great thy grace to me!

C. M.

My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee.

4 Now I am thine-for ever thineNor shall my purpose move;

Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love.

5 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record;

Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.

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Welcome to Christian Friends.

L. M.

INDRED in Christ, for his dear sake
A hearty welcome here receive;

May we together now partake
The joys which only he can give.

2 May he by whose kind care we meet,
Send his good Spirit from above,

Make our communications sweet, And cause qur hearts to burn with love. 3 Forgotten be each worldly theme,

When Christians see each other thus; We only wish to speak of him

Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 4 We'll talk of all he did and said And suffered for us here below; The path he marked for us to tread, And what he's doing for us now. 5 Thus, as the moments pass away, We'll love and wonder and adore, And hasten on the glorious day When we shall meet to part no more.

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1 COME,

Heavenly Joy on Earth.

we who love the Lord, And let our joys be known; Join in a song, with sweet accord,

And thus surround the throne.

2 Let those refuse to sing,

Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King
Should speak their joys abroad.
3 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;

Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.

4 The hill of Zion yields

A thousand sacred sweets,

S. M.

Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
5 Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry; [ground,
We're marching through Immanuel's
To fairer worlds on high.

1 GLORY to God on high!

Let heaven and earth reply-
"Praise ye his name;"

His love and grace adore,
Who all our sorrows bore:
Sing loud for evermore-
"Worthy the Lamb."

2 They who surround the throne
Join cheerfully in one,

Praising his name;

We who have felt his blood
Sealing our peace with God,
Sound through the earth abroad-
Worthy the Lamb."

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3 Join, all ye ransomed race,
Jesus our Lord to bless;
Praise ye his name;

In him we will rejoice,
Making a joyful noise,

Shouting with heart and voice-
"Worthy the Lamb."

4 Soon must we change our place, Yet will we never cease

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