3 O Lord, while in thy house we kneel, With trust and holy fear,

Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,
And lend a gracious ear.

4 With fervor teach our hearts to pray, And tune our lips to sing;

Nor from thy presence cast away
The sacrifice we bring.

HYMN 171. C. M. [350]

HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face?
My God, how long delay?
When shall I feel those heavenly rays,
That chase my fears away?

2 See how the prince of darkness tries, All his malicious arts!

He spreads a mist before my eyes,
And throws his fiery darts.

3 Be Thou my sun and Thou my shield! My soul in safety keep;

Make haste, before mine eyes are seal'd,
In death's eternal sleep.

4 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace,
Where all my hopes have hung:
I shall employ my lips in praise,
And vict'ry shall be sung!

HYMN 172. C. M. [461]

O LORD, my best desires fulfil,
And help me to resign

Life, health and comfort, to thy will,
And make thy pleasure mine.

2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears?

Or tremble at the gracious hand,
That wipes away my tears?

3 No; rather let me freely yield,
What most I prize to thee,
Who never hast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me.

HYMN 173. L. M. [463]

SWEET peace of conscience, heavenly guest,
Come, fix thy mansion in my breast;
Dispel my doubts, my fears control,
And heal the anguish of my soul.

2 Come, smiling hope, and joy sincere,
Come, make your constant dwelling here:
Still let your presence cheer my heart,
Nor sin compel you to depart.

3 O God of hope and peace divine,
Make thou these sacred pleasures mine!
Forgive my sins, my fears remove,
And fill my heart with joy and love.

HYMN 174. C. M.

PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire,
Utter'd 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;

The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try!

Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
The Christian's native air;

His watch-word at the gates of death;
He enters heaven with prayer.

SECOND PART.

HYMN 175. C. M.

PRAYER is the contrite sinner's voice,
Returning from his ways;
While angels in their songs rejoice,
And cry, "Behold, he prays!"

2 The saints in prayer appear as one,
In word and deed and mind;
While with the Father, and the Son,
Sweet fellowship they find.

3 Nor prayer is made on earth alone;
The Holy Spirit pleads,
And Jesus on the eternal throne,
For mourners intercedes.

4 0 thou, by whom we come to God,
The life, the truth, the way !
The path of prayer thyself hast trod:
Lord, teach us how to pray.

HYMN 176. S. M.

JESUS, my strength, my hope,
On thee I cast my care,
With humble confidence look up,
And know thou hearest my prayer.

Give me on thee to wait,

Till I can all things do, On thee, Almighty to create, Almighty to renew.

2 I want a sober mind,

A self-renouncing will,

That tramples down, and casts behind The baits of pleasing ill.

A soul inured to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss; Bold to take up, firm to sustain, The consecrated cross.

3 I want a godly fear,

A quick discerning eye,

That looks to thee when sin is near,
And sees the tempter fly;

A spirit still prepared,

And armed with jealous care, Forever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer.

HYMN 177. L. M.

COMMAND thy blessing from above,
O God, on all assembled here;
Behold us with a Father's love,
While we look up with filial fear.
2 Command thy blessings, Jesus, Lord;
May we thy true disciples be;
Speak to each heart the mighty word,
Say to the weakest-" follow me.'
3 Command thy blessing in this hour
Spirit of truth, and fill the place
With humbling and with healing power,
With killing and with quickening grace.
4 O thou, our Maker, Saviour, Guide,
One true eternal God confessed!
Whom thou hast joined may none divide,

None dare to curse whom thou hast blessed.

5 With thee and these for ever found,
May all the souls who here unite,
With harps and songs thy throne surround,
Rest in thy throne, and reign in light.

HYMN 178. C. M.

BEING of beings, God of love,

To thee our hearts we raise;
Thy all-sustaining power we prove,
And gladly sing thy praise.

2 Thine, wholly thine we pant to be, Our sacrifice receive;

Made, and preserved, and saved by thee,
To thee ourselves we give.

3 Heavenward our every wish aspires;
For all thy mercy's store;
The sole return thy love requires,
Is that we ask for more.

4 For more we ask, we open then
Our hearts to embrace thy will:
Turn, and beget us, Lord, again;
With all thy fullness fill.

5 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love Shed in our hearts abroad;

So shall we ever live and move,
And be with Christ in God.

HYMN 179. L. M.

FATHER, whose everlasting love,
Thy only Son for sinners gave;
Whose grace to all did freely move,
And sent him down, the world to save
2 Help us thy mercy to extol,

Immense, unfathomed, unconfined;
To praise the Lamb who died for all,
The general Saviour of mankind.
3 Thy undistinguishing regard.
Was cast on Adam's fallen race;
For all thou hast in Christ prepared,
Sufficient, sovereign, saving grace.
4 The world he suffered to redeem ;
For all he hath the atonement made:
For those that will not come to him,
The ransom of his life was paid.
5 Why then, thou universal love,
Should any of thy grace despair?