2 Father, I dwell in mournful night,
Till thou dost in my heart appear;
Arise, propitious sun! and light
An everlasting morning there.

3 0 let my prayer acceptance find,
And bring the mighty blessing down;
Eye-sight impart, for I am blind;
And seal me thine adopted son.

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
To know and do his will!

2 O send thy Spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart!

Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.

3 From vanity turn off mine eyes;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desires, arise

Within this soul of mine.

4 Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.

5 Make me to walk in thy commands;
'Tis a delightful road;

Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God

395.

C. M.

T. HUMPHRIES.

Lord, remember me.

10 THOU, from whom all goodness flows,
I lift my soul to thee;
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
Good Lord, remember me.

2 When on my aching, burdened heart,
My sins lie heavily,

Thy pardon grant, new peace impart;
Good Lord, remember me.

3 When trials sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee,

O let my strength be as my day:
Good Lord, remember me.

4 When worn with pain, disease, and grief, This feeble body see;

Grant patience, rest, and kind relief;
Good Lord, remember me.

5 When in the solemn hour of death
I wait thy just decree,

Be this the prayer of my last breath,
Good Lord, remember me.

6 And when before thy throne I stand,
And lift my soul to thee,

Then, with the saints at thy right hand,
Good Lord, remember me.

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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,
And make thy glories known;
Fill our enlarged adoring sight
With lustre all thy own.

2 Vain are the charms, and faint the rays. The brightest creatures boast;

And all their grandeur and their praise
Is in thy presence lost.

3 To know the Author of our frame
Is our sublimest skill:

True science is to read thy name,
True life t' obey thy will.

4 For this I long, for this I pray,
And following on pursue,
Till visions of eternal day
Fix and complete the view.

398.

C. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Joy in the Presence of God. Ps. 53.
1 SHINE on our souls, eternal God,
With rays of beauty shine;
O let thy favor crown our days,
And all their round be thine.

2 Did we not raise our hands to thee,
Our hands might toil in vain ;
Small joy success itself could give,
If thou thy love restrain.

3 With thee let every week begin,
With thee each day be spent,

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
With everlasting peace.

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;
I should perceive the noise no more
Than we can hear a shaking leaf
While rattling thunders round us roar.

4 Great All in All, eternal King,
Let me but view thy lovely face,
And all my powers shall bow and sing
Thine endless grandeur and thy grace.

400.

C. M.

TATE & BRADY.

Praising God in all Changes. Ps. 34.

1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of life,
In trouble and in joy,

The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.

2 Of his deliverance I will boast,
Till all who are distrest

From my example comfort take,
And charm their griefs to rest.