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1 My God, is any hour so sweet, from blush of | morn till evening star,
As that which calls me to thy feet, — the | hour of prayer — the hour of prayer. 2 / Then is my strength by thee renewed, then are my sins by thee forgiven;
Then thou dost cheer my solitude with hopes of heaven -— with hopes of heaven. 3 ( No words can tell what sweet relief, there for my | every want I find;
What strength for warfare, balm for grief, what | peace of mind — what peace of
4 Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear; my spirit | seems in heaven to stay;
And ev'n the penitential tear is wiped away - is wiped away.
2 Be thou near us, blessed Saviour, 5 And all thro' the mountains, thunder Still at morn and eve the same;
riven, Give us faith that cannot waver,
And up from the rocky steep,
" Rejoice! I have found my sheep!" Kindle in us heaven's own flame. And the angels echoed around the
throne, 3 When the fervent prayer is glowing, Holy Spirit, hear that prayer;
"Rejoice! for the Lord brings back
His own !"
86. Wideness of God's Mercy.
1 THERE's a wideness in God's mercy,
Like the wideness of the sea, 85. The Lost Sheep.
There's a kindness in his justice,
Which is more than liberty.
He is calling, “Come to me;"
Lord I'll gladly come to Thee. Far off from the gates of goldAway on the mountains wide and bare, 2 There's no place where earthly sorrows Away from the tender Shepherd's care.
Are more felt than
There's no place where earthly failings, 2 “Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and
Have such kindly judgment given. nine;
Than the measure of man's mind ;
And the heart of the Eternal And although the road be rough and
Is most wonderfully kind.-Refr. steep,
4 But we make his love too narrow I go to the desert to find my sheep." By false limits of our own ; 3 But none of the ransomed ever knew And we magnify his strictness How deep were the waters crossed ;
With a zeal he will not own.—Refr. Nor how dark was the night that the 5 Pining souls ! come nearer Jesus : Lord passed through.
Come, but come not doubting thus, 'Ere he found his sheep that was lost; Come with faith that trusts more freely Out in the desert he heard it's cry,
His great tenderness for us.-Refr. Sick, and helpless, and ready to die.
6 If our love were but more simple 4. “Lord, whence are those blood drops We should take him at his word ;
And our lives would be all sunshine That mark out the mountain's track ?” In the sweetness of our Lord.— Refr. They were shed for one who had
87. A Home Over There. astray, 'Ere the Shepherd could bring him 1 0 THINK of a home over there, back.”
By the side of the river of light, Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent Where the saints all immortal and fair, and torn ?"
Are robed in their garments of white. “They are pierced to-night by many a Over there, over there, thorn."
O think of the home over there.
all the way
3 There, “let go the anchor," riding
On this calm and silv'ry bay ;
4 Now we're safe from all temptation,
All the storms of life are past ; Praise the Rock of our salvation, We
1 THERE is an hour of calm relief
From every throbbing care ; 'Tis when before a throne of grace
I bend in secret prayer.
e are safe at home at last !- Cho.