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Give me a calm, a thankful heart,

From every murmur free; The blessings of Thy grace impart,

And let me live to Thee.

Humble, holy, all-resigned

To Thy will :--Thy will be done. Give me, Lord, the perfect mind

Of Thy well beloved Son.
Counting gain and glory loss,

May I tread the path He trod ;
Die with Jesus on the cross,
Rise with Him, to Thee, my God.


Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine,

My path of life attend; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end.


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68. & 48.
My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,

Savior divine !
Now hear me while I pray,
Take all my guilt away,
O let me from this day

Be wholly Thine.
May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,

My zeal inspire.
As Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,

A living fire !
While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,

Be Thou my guide ;
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray

From Thee aside!

Deep in unfathomable mines

Of never-failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs,

And works His sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;

The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break

In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,

But trust Him for His grace ; Behind a frowning providence

He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste,

But sweet will be the flower.

When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold, sullen stream

Shall o'er me roll,
Blest Savior I then, in love,
Fear and distrust remove;
() bear me safe above,
A ransomed soul !


Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan His work in vain ; God is His own Interpreter, And He will make it plain.


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L. M. From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat; 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.

344 Tune-" Retreat."

Revive our drooping faith,

Our doubts and fears remove, And kindle in our breasts the flame,

Of never-dying love. Convince us of our sin,

Then lead to Jesus' blood, And to our wondering view reveal

The secret love of God.

There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads :-
A place than all beside more sweet;
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
There is a scene where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with

Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.
There, there, on eagle wings we soar,
And sense and sin molest no more,
And heaven comes down our souls to

And glory crowns the mercy-seat.
O let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This throbbing heart forget to beat,
If I forget the mercy-seat.


'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,

To sanctify the soul, To pour

fresh life in every part, And new-create the whole. Dwell, therefore, in our hearts,

Our minds from bondage free; Then shall we know, and praise and love The Father, Son, and Thee!



Tune-No. 311. God, we bless Thee that we meet again : Thou hast heard the prayer we brought

Thee, Given the good that we besought Thee; God, we bless Thee that we meet again.

REFRAIN: That we meet, etc.


God, we bless Thee that we meet again:
Kind Thy bonds our hearts enchaining,
Gentle all Thy love's constraining;
God, we bless Thee that we meet again.

God, we bless Thee that we meet again:
Be Thy praise and our thanksgiving
Sounded out in holy living;
God, we bless Thce that we meet again.

[REF. God, we bless Thee that we meet again: Though we part when ends life's story, O how sweet to sing in GloryGod, we bless Thee that we meet again


Tune--"Austria" —No. 106. 88. 78. & 48. Savior, like a shepherd lead us ;

Much we need. Thy tender care ; In Thy pleasant pastures feed us;

For our use Thy folds prepare. 1: Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Thou hast bought us, Thine we are. :/ Thou hast promised to receive us,

Poor and sinful though we be; Thou hast mercy to relieve us,

Grace to cleanse and power to free. 1: Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Let us early tu”, to Thee. :|| Early let us seek i ny favor,

Early let us do Thy will ; Blessed Lord and only Savior,

With Thy grace our bosoms fill. 1: Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus, Thou hast loved us, love us still.: ||


S. M.

346 Tune-“ Lake Enon"-No. 140. Come, Holy Spirit, come,

Let Thy bright beams arise, Dispel the sorrow from our minds,

The darkness from our eyes.


Tune-"Harwell.” Ss. 13. & 78. Hark! ten thousand harps and voices

Sound the note of praise above; Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices;

Jesus reigns, the God of love;

And we believe Thy word,

Though dim our faith may be,Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee.

WILLIAM W. How, 1854.

350 Tune-"Mornington”-No. 140.

S. M. I love Thy kingdom, Lord,

The house of Thine abode ;
The Church our blest Redeemer saved

With His own precious blood.

I love Thy Church, O God !

Her walls before Thee stand, Dear as the apple of Thine eye,

And graven on Thy hand. For her my tears shall fall;

For her my prayers ascend; To her my cares and toils be given

Till toils and cares shall end.

Beyond my highest joy

I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,

Her hymns of love and praise.
Jesus, Thou Friend divine,

Our Savior, and our King,
Thy hand from every snare and foe,

Shall great deliverance bring.
Sure as Thy truth shall last,

To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.



1:8ee, He sits on yonder throne ! Jesus rules the world alone.:/

Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens

All above and gives it worth ; Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens,

Cheers and charms Thy saints on earth : 1:When we think of love like Thine, Lord, we own it love divine. :/

King of glory, reign for ever !

Thine an everlasting crown; Nothing from Thy love shall sever

Those whom Thou hast made Thine


1:Happy objects of Thy grace, Destined to behold Thy face. :|

Savior, hasten Thine appearing ;

Bring, O bring the glorious day, When the awful summons hearing,

Heaven and earth shall pass away ; 1:Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, Glory, glory to our King!”:l


S. M.

349 Tune-“Williamson”-No. 129.
We give Thee but Thine own,

Whate'er the gift may be:
All that we have is Thine alone,

A trust, O Lord, from Thee.

May we Thy bounties thus

As stewards true receive,
And gladly, as Thou blessest us,

To Thee our first-fruits give.

To comfort and to bless,

To find a balm for woe,
To tend the lone and fatherless

Is angel's work below.

Tune-"Lyons"—No. 109. 108. & 118. O worship the King, all-glorious above, And gratefully sing His power and His

love; Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of

days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with

praise. O tell of His might, O sing of His

grace, Whose robe is the light, whose canopy

space ;

The captive to release,

To God the lost to bring,
To teach the way of life and peace, -

It is a Christlike thing,

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