Oh, seek your heavenly Father's throne,
And peace and comfort find.

4 His goodness stands approved,
Unchanged from day to day;
I'll drop my burden at his feet,
And bear a song away.

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8s & 7s.

Resignation and Contentment.

LET thy grace, Lord, make me lowly;
Humble all my swelling pride:
Fallen, guilty, and unholy,

Greatness from my eyes I'll hide:

2 I'll forbid my vain aspiring,

Nor at earthly honors aim;
No ambitious heights desiring,
Far above my humble claim.

3 Weaned from earth's vexatious pleasures,
In thy love I'll seek for mine;
Placed in heaven my nobler treasures,
Earth I quietly resign.

4 Israel, thus the world despising,
On the Lord alone rely;

Then, from him thy joys arising,
Like himself shall never die.

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L. M.

Humbly waiting on God.

WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will; Tumultuous passions, all be still! Nor let a murmuring thought ariseHis ways are just-his counsels wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work-the cause conceals:

But, though his methods are unknown,
Judgment and truth support his throne.
3 Wait then, my soul-submissive wait,
Prostrate before his awful seat:
Amid the terrors of his rod,

Still trust a wise and gracious God.

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C. M.

Bearing Shame for Christ.

DIDST thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame,
And bear the cross for me?
And shall I fear to own thy name,
Or thy disciple be?

2 Inspire my soul with life divine,
And make me truly bold;

Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine,
Nor love, nor zeal grow cold.

3 Let mockers scoff-the world defame,
And treat me with disdain;
Still may I glory in thy name,
And count reproach my gain.

4 To thee I cheerfully submit,
And all my powers resign;
Let wisdom point out what is fit,
And I'll no more repine.

AM I an Israelite indeed,

Without a false disguise?

Have I renounced my sins, and left
My refuges of lies?

2 Say, does my heart unchanged remain ? Or is it formed anew?

What is the rule by which I walk,
The object I pursue?

3 Cause me, O God of truth and grace,
My real state to know!

If I am wrong—oh set me right!
If right-preserve me so!

APPEAR, great God, appear to me,
That, by myself abhorred,
Ashamed I may forever be
Before my glorious Lord:

2 That sight alone can pride abase,
Can force me to submit,

Which makes archangels vail their face,
And tremble at thy feet!

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C. M.

Chiding ourselves for spiritual Sloth. MY drowsy powers! why sleep ye so? Awake, my sluggish soul!

Nothing has half thy work to do,

Yet nothing's half so dull.

2 We, for whom God the Son came down
And labored for our good-
How careless to secure that crown
He purchased with his blood!

3 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still,
And never act our parts ?-

Come, holy Dove, from th' heavenly hill, And melt our frozen hearts.

4 Give us with active zeal to move, With vigorous souls to rise;

With hands of faith-and wings of love, To fly and take the prize.

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C. M.

Deliverance from Sin desired.

OH may my heart, by grace renewed,
Be my Redeemer's throne;
And be my stubborn will subdued,
His rightful claim to own.

2 Let deep repentance, faith, and love,
Be joined with godly fear;
And all my conversation prove
My heart to be sincere.

3 Preserve me safe from every sin,
Through my remaining days;
And let each virtue in me shine,
To my Redeemer's praise.

4 Let lively hope my soul inspire,
Let warm affections rise;

And may I wait with strong desire,
To mount above the skies.

OH for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free!

A heart that's sprinkled with the blood.
So freely shed for me!

2 Oh for a heart submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.

3 Oh for an humble, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean!

Which neither life, nor death, can part,
From him that dwells within.
4 Thy temper, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;

Oh write thy name upon my heart-
Thy name, O God, is love.

AND dost thou say, 'Ask what thou wilt ?"
Lord, I would seize the golden hour-
I pray to be released from guilt,

And freed from sin's polluting power.
2 More of thy presence, Lord, impart;
More of thine image let me bear:
Erect thy throne within my heart,
And reign without a rival there.
3 Give me to read my pardon sealed,

And from thy joy to draw my strength; Oh be thy boundless love revealed

In all its height, and breadth, and length. 4 Grant these requests-I ask no more, But to thy care the rest resign: Sick, or in health-or rich, or poor, All shall be well, if thou art mine.

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L. M.

Prayer for quickening Grace.

COME, gracious Lord-descend and dwell
By faith and love in every breast;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that cannot be expressed.

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess,