2 Father, I dwell in mournful night, 3 0 let my prayer acceptance find, 394. C. M. WATTS. Breathing after Holiness. Ps. 119. 1 O THAT the Lord would guide my ways To keep his statutes still! O that my God would grant me grace 2 O send thy Spirit down to write Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 3 From vanity turn off mine eyes; Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, 5 Make me to walk in thy commands; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, 395. C. M. T. HUMPHRIES. Lord, remember me. 10 THOU, from whom all goodness flows, 2 When on my aching, burdened heart, Thy pardon grant, new peace impart; 3 When trials sore obstruct my way, O let my strength be as my day: 4 When worn with pain, disease, and grief, This feeble body see; Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; 5 When in the solemn hour of death Be this the prayer of my last breath, 6 And when before thy throne I stand, Then, with the saints at thy right hand, 315 396. L. M. MORAVIAN. For Guardianship and Guidance. 10 THOU, to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light; Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee; O burst these bonds, and set it free! 2 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my light, be thou my way; No foes, no violence I fear, No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 3 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe; O God, thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 4 If rough and thorny be the way, My strength proportion to my day; Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. 397. C. M. DODDRIDGE. Seeking the Knowledge of God. 1 SHINE forth, Eternal Source of light, 2 Vain are the charms, and faint the rays. The brightest creatures boast; And all their grandeur and their praise 3 To know the Author of our frame True science is to read thy name, 4 For this I long, for this I pray, 398. C. M. DODDRIDGE. Joy in the Presence of God. Ps. 53. 2 Did we not raise our hands to thee, 3 With thee let every week begin, For thee each fleeting hour improved, Since each by thee is lent. 4 Thus cheer us through this desert road, Till all our labors cease, And Heaven refresh our weary souls 1 Up to the fields where angels lie, And living waters gently roll, Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly, But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 2 Had I a glance of thee, my God, Kingdoms and men would vanish soon; Vanish, as though I saw them not, As a dim candle dies at noon. 3 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave; 4 Great All in All, eternal King, 400. C. M. TATE & BRADY. Praising God in all Changes. Ps. 34. 1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, The praises of my God shall still 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, From my example comfort take, |