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245 God's Temporal Favours. C.M. 1 WHENE'ER I take my walks abroad,
How many poor I see !
For all His gifts to me?
Yet God has given me more ;
And beg from door to door.
Half naked I hold,
And covered from the cold !
Where they may lay their head,
And rest upon my bed.
And curse, and lie, and steal,
And live His love to feel.
246 Songs of Praise.
Heaven with hallelujahs rang,
When He spake and it was done.
When the Prince of Peace was born ;
3 Heaven and earth must pass away ;
Songs of praise shall crown that day :
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice ;
Songs of praise to sing above.
Songs of praise shall conquer death ;
C.M. 1 COME let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne ;
But all their joys are one. 2 Jesus is worthy to receive Honour and
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.
And air, and earth, and seas,
And speak Thy endless praise. 4 The whole creation join in one
To bless the sacred Name
And to adore the Lamb.
248 Praise to the Creator. L.M. 1 FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise ;
Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ;
Eternal truth attends Thy word ;
249 Hourly Mercies.
Before Thy gracious throne ;
For all Thy mercies shown! 2 Thy watchful eye, Thy guardian hand,
Support us every hour;
Thy goodness to adore.
The Saviour's name to love ;
For nobler praise above. 250 Guardian of Youth. 184.108.40.206.8.8. 1 GREAT God, our infant voices raise, And tune our lips and hearts with praise,
Thy goodness to adore ;
Kind Father of the poor.
2 Stretch o'er our heads Thy guardian wings; Secure the weak, 0 King of kings ;
The stranger's Refuge be;
The truth that leads to Thee. 251
The youngest to attempt Thy praise ;
Scorn not the hymn that children raise. 2 The whole creation owns Thy sway,
Nor can oppose Thy righteous will ;
And thus would we Thy word fulfil. 3 Let gratitude our hearts inflame,
For favours great and undeserved ;
HYMNS OF PETITION. 252 Words not Prayer.
1 I OFTEN say my prayers,
But do I ever pray ?
Go with the words I say?
and worship gods of stone, As offer to the living God
A prayer of words alone.
3 For words without the heart
The Lord will never hear;
Whose words are not sincere.
And teach me how to pray ;
Not feeling what I say.
1 PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire,
Uttered or unexpressed; The motion of a hidden fire
That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear;
When none but God is near.
That infant lips can try;
The Majesty on high.
Returning from his ways ;
And cry, 'Behold, he prays !'
The Christian's native air ;
He enters heaven with prayer !