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7s. M. 61.

The Soul panting for God. Ps. 42.
1 As the hart, with eager looks,
Panteth for the water-brooks,
So my soul, athirst for thee,
Pants the living God to see;
When, O when, with filial fear,
Lord, shall I to thee draw near?

2 Why art thou cast down, my soul? God, thy God, shall make thee whole : Why art thou disquieted?

God shall lift thy fallen head,
And his countenance benign
Be the saving health of thine.



For the continual Help of God.

1 BE with me, Lord, where'er I go;
Teach me what thou wouldst have me do;
Suggest whate'er I think or say;
Direct me in thy narrow way.

2 Prevent me, lest I harbor pride,
Lest I in mine own strength confide;
Show me my weakness, let me see
I have my power, my all from thee.
3 Enrich me alway with thy love;
My kind protection ever prove;
Thy signet put upon my breast,
And let thy Spirit on me rest.


4 Assist and teach me how to pray;
Incline my nature to obey;

What thou abhorr'st, that let me flee,
And only love what pleases thee.
5 O may I never do my will,
But thine and only thine fulfil;
Let all my time and all my ways
Be spent and ended to thy praise.

405. C. M.


Solomon's Prayer for Wisdom.

1 ALMIGHTY God, in humble prayer
To thee our souls we lift;
Do thou our waiting minds prepare
For thy most needful gift.

2 We ask not golden streams of wealth
Along our path to flow;
We ask not undecaying health,
Nor length of years below.

3 We ask not honors, which an hour
May bring and take away;

We ask not pleasure, pomp, and power,
Lest we should go astray.

4 We ask for wisdom :-Lord, impart
The knowledge how to live;
A wise and understanding heart
To all before thee give.

5 The young remember thee in youth,
Before the evil days!

The old be guided by thy truth
In wisdom's pleasant ways!


406. C. M.

Prayer for Divine Direction.

1 ETERNAL Source of life and light,
Supremely good and wise,

To thee we bring our grateful vows,
To thee lift up our eyes.

2 Our dark and erring minds illume
With truth's celestial rays;
Inspire our hearts with sacred love,
And tune our lips to praise.

3 Safely conduct us, by thy grace,
Through life's perplexing road;

And place us, when that journey's o'er,
At thy right hand, O God!

407. L. M.


Choosing the better Part.

1 BESET with snares on every hand,
In life's uncertain path I stand :
Father divine! diffuse thy light,
To guide my doubtful footsteps right.

2 Engage this roving, treacherous heart,
Wisely to choose the better part;
To scorn the trifles of a day,
For joys that none can take away.

3 Then let the wildest storms arise;
Let tempests mingle earth and skies;
No fatal shipwreck shall I fear,
But all my treasures with me bear.

4 If thou, my Father, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die; Secure, when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in thee.


C. M.


For Guidance and Protection.

1 God of our fathers! by whose hand
Thy people still are blessed,

Be with us through our pilgrimage,
Conduct us to our rest.

2 Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide:
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.

3 0 spread thy sheltering wings around,
Till all our wanderings cease,
And at our Father's loved abode
Our souls arrive in peace.

4 Such blessings from thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore;

And thou, the Lord, shalt be our God,
And portion evermore.


C. M.


Aspiration after a holy Life.

1 ALMIGHTY Maker! Lord of all!
Of life the only spring!

Creator of unnumbered worlds!
Supreme, eternal King!

2 Drive from the confines of my heart
Impenitence and pride;
Nor let me, in forbidden paths,
With thoughtless sinners glide.

3 Whate'er thine all-discerning eye
Sees for thy creature fit,
I'll bless the good, and to the ill
Contentedly submit.

4 With generous pleasure let me view The prosperous and the great; Malignant envy let me fly,

And odious self-conceit.

5 Let not despair, nor fell revenge,
Be to my bosom known:
Oh! give me tears for others woes,
And patience for my own.

6 Feed me with necessary food:
I ask not wealth or fame:
Give me an eye to see thy will,
A heart to bless thy name.

7 May still my days serenely pass,
Without remorse or care;

And growing holiness my soul
For life's last hour prepare.

410. L. M.

Living Waters.


1 BLEST Spirit! source of grace divine!
What soul-refreshing streams are thine:
O bring these healing waters nigh,
Or we must droop, and fall, and die.

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