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1 SOV'REIGN and transforming Grace!
We invoke thy quickening power;
Reign the spirit of this place,
Bless the purpose of this hour.

2 Holy and creative Light!

We invoke thy kindling ray;
Dawn upon our spirits' night;

Turn our darkness into day. 3 To the anxious soul impart

Hope all other hopes above;
Stir the dull and hardened heart
With a longing and a love.

4 Work in all, in all renew,

Day by day, the life divine;
All our wills to thee subdue,
All our hearts to thee incline.

Seeking God.

C. WESLEY.

1 LIGHT of life, seraphic fire; Love divine, thyself impart: Every fainting soul inspire;

Enter every drooping heart: 2 Every mournful sinner cheer,

Scatter all our guilty gloom; Father, in thy grace appear, To thy human temples come. 3 Come, in this accepted hour, Bring thy heavenly kingdom in;

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Fill us with thy glorious power,
Rooting out the seeds of sin.

4 Nothing more can we require,
We will covet nothing less;
Be thou all our heart's desire,
Be our heaven, in holiness!

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1 FATHER, at thy footstool see
Those who now are one in thee:
Draw us by thy grace alone;
Give, O give us to thy Son.

2 Jesus, friend of human kind,
Let us in thy name be joined;
Each to each unite and bless;
Keep us still in perfect peace.
3 Heavenly, all-alluring Dove,
Shed thy overshadowing love;
Love, the sealing grace, impart;
Dwell within our single heart.

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1 SPIRIT divine! attend our prayer, And make our hearts thy home; Descend with all thy gracious power; Come, Holy Spirit, come!

2 Come as the light; to waiting minds That long the truth to know, Reveal the narrow path of right, The way of duty show.

3 Come as the fire; enkindle now The sacrificial flame,

Till our whole souls an offering be,

In love's redeeming name.

4 Come as the dew; on hearts that pine Descend in this still hour,

Till every barren place shall own

With joy thy quickening power.

3 Here then, my God, be pleased to stay, And bid my heart rejoice;

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My bounding heart shall own thy sway, And echo to thy voice.

Invoking God's Aid.

H. WARE, JR.

1 FATHER in heaven, to thee my heart
Would lift itself in prayer;
Drive from my soul each earthly tho't,
And show thy presence there.

2 Each moment of my life renew's
The mercies of my Lord,
Each moment is itself a gift
To bear me on to God.

3 0, help me break the galling chains
This world round me has thrown,
Each passion of my heart subduc,
Each darling sin disown.

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1 ANOTHER Six days' work is done,
Another Sabbath is begun:
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day which God hath blest.

2 O that our tho'ts and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense, to the skies, [pose,
And draw from heaven that sweet re-
Which none but he that feels it knows!
3 This heavenly calm within the breast
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.
4 In holy duties let the day-

In holy pleasures-pass away:
How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

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Creator Spirit.

1 OH, come, Creator Spirit blest,
Within these souls of thine to rest;
Come, with thy grace and heavenly aid,
To fill the hearts which thou hast made.
Come, Holy Spirit! now descend;
Most blessed gift which God can send;
Thou Fire of Love, and Fount of Life!
Consume our sins, and calm our strife.
With patience firm and purpose high,
The weakness of our flesh supply;
Kindle our senses from above,
And make our hearts o'erflow with love.

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WATTS.

Pleasure of God's Service. 1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and To show thy love by morning light, [sing; And talk of all thy truth at night.

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Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal care shall seize my breast; Oh, may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound! My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels! how divine! 4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil to cheer my head.

DUKE STREET. L. M.

J. HATTON.

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Invoking a Blessing.

MONTGOMERY.

14 O God! our King, whose sovereign sway
The glorious hosts of heaven obey,
Thy willing servants may we be,
For blest are they who trust in thee.

1 LORD! when thy people seek thy face,
And dying sinners pray to live,
Hear thou in heaven,thy dwelling-place, 17
And, when thou hearest, O forgive!
2 Hear, when thy messengers proclaim
The blessed Gospel of thy Son,
Still, by the power of his great name,
Be mighty signs and wonders done.

3 But will indeed Jehovah deign

Here to abide, no transient guest? Here will the world's Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest?

4 That glory never hence depart!

Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone;
Thy kingdom come to every heart,
In every bosom fix thy throne.

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How amiable are thy Tabernacles, O Lord of Hosts.
1 GREAT God! attend, while Zion sings,
The joy that from thy presence springs;
To spend one day with thee, on earth,
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place

Within thy house, O God of grace,
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power,
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
3 God is our sun,-he makes our day;
God is our shield,-he guards our way;
All needful grace he will bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too.

C. ROBBINS.

"Speak, Lord, for thy Servant heareth."
WHILE thus thy throne of grace weseek,
O God, within our spirits speak!
For we will hear thy voice to-day,
Nor turn our hardened hearts away.
Speak in thy gentlest tones of love,
Till all our best affections move;
We long to hear no meaner call,
But feel that thou art all in all.

To conscience speak thy quickening word,
Till all its sense of sin is stirred:
For we would leave no stain of guile,
To cloud the radiance of thy smile.
Speak, Father, to the anxious heart,
Till every fear and doubt depart:
For we can find no home or rest,
Till with thy Spirit's whispers blest.

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1 How sweet upon this sacred day,
The best of all the seven,
To cast our earthly thoughts away,
And think of God and heaven!

2 How sweet to be allowed to pray
Our sins may be forgiven!
With filial love and trust to say,
"Father, who art in heaven!

3 How sweet the words of peace to hear,
From him to whom 't is given
To wake the penitential tear,
And lead the way to heaven!

4 And if, to make our sins depart,
In vain the will has striven,
He who regards the inmost heart
Will send his grace from heaven.

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The Day of Prayer and Rest.

4 Then shall the day indeed be blest, And send its hallowing power, Its sacred calm and inward rest, Through many a busy hour.

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1 EARTH'S busy sounds and ceaseless din 1 UNITE, my rising thoughts, unite

Wake not this morning air! A holy calm should welcome in

This solemn hour of prayer.

2 Now peace, be still, unhallowed care,
And hushed within the breast!
A holy joy shall welcome there
This happy day of rest.

3 Each better thought the spirit knows, This hour, the spirit fill!

And thou, from whom its being flows, O, teach it all thy will!

In silence soft and sweet;
And thou, my soul, sit gently down
At thy great Sov'reign's feet.

2 Jehovah's gentle voice is heard,
And gladly I attend;
For lo! the everlasting God
Proclaims himself my friend.

3 By all its joys, I charge my heart,
To grieve his love no more;
But, charmed by melody divine,
To give its follies o'er.

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