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2 O heavenly Comforter, sweet guest,
Hallow and calm my troubled breast :
Smile on my evening hour. 3 O ever present, ever nigh,
Jesus, on Thee I fix mine eye,
Smile on my evening hour. 4 My only Intercessor, Thou,
Mingle Thy fragrant incense now
Smile on my evening hour, 5 And O, when life's short course shall end,
And death's dark shades around impend, My God, my everlasting Friend,
Smile on my evening hour.
Isaiah ii. 3, 4. L. M. MONTGOMERY. 1
, Millions this day before Thee bowed ; Their faces Zion-ward were set, Vows with their lips to Thee they vowed: 2 But Thou, soul-searching God! hast known
The hearts of all that bent the knee,
In spirit and truth that worshipped Thee. 3 People of many a tribe and tongue,
Men of strange colours, climates, lands, Have heard Thy truth, Thy glory sung,
And offered prayer with holy hands. 4 Soon as the light of morning broke
O'er island, continent, or deep,
5 From east to west, the sun surveyed,
From north to south, adoring throngs ,
In halcyon hours, when storms are flown,
In pure accordance to Thy throne.
Not elders' harps, nor seraphs' lays,
Than humble prayer and thankful praise. 8 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh,
Hath failed this day some suit to gain;
Not one hath sought Thy face in vain. 9 Thy poor were bountifully fed,
Thy chastened sons have kissed the rod,
In which both heaven and earth accord;
PUBLIC WORSHIP-ITS COMMENCE
Psalm lxix. 34. 7'8. MONTGOMERY.
Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When He spake, and it was done.
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Captive led captivity.
Songs of praise shall crown that day;
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And shall man alone be dumb,
Till that glorious kingdom come?
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 6 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Songs of praise to sing above.
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Rev. vii. 9-12. C. M. MONTGOMERY. 1 YING we the song of those who stand
Around the eternal throne,
A multitude unknown.
To-day the young, the old,
One Shepherd and one fold. 3 Toil, trial, suffering, still await
On earth the pilgrim-throng,
The saint's triumphant song.
4 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain,
Cry the redeemed above, Blessing and honour to obtain,
And everlasting love. 5 Worthy the Lamb! on earth we sing,
Who died our souls to save; Henceforth, O death! where is thy sting?
Thy victory, O grave?
To God in Christ be given;
Renew the strain in heaven.
Psalm xc. 1. 87's. SANDYS. 1
Thou by whom we live and move,
When devotion fills the breast,
Great Jehovah's awful name.
O Thou only good and wise:
783 Neb. IX. B. S.M.
MONTGOMERY, 1 YTAND up and bless the Lord, Stand up, and bless the Lord your God,
With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
And laud and magnify ? 3 O for the living flame
From His own altar brought,
And wing to heaven our thought ! 4 There, with benign regard,
Our hymns He deigns to hear; Though unrevealed to mortal sense,
The spirit feels Him near.
And His salvation ours;
With all our ransomed powers. 6 Stand up and bless the Lord,
The Lord your God adore;
Henceforth for evermore.
Neh. ix. 5. C. M. LEEDS SEL 1 O rise,
Thy glorious name to bless :
We joyfully confess.
To triumph in Thy love,
Our endless work above.