70 thou, by whom we come to God,
The Life, the Truth, the Way,
The path of prayer thyself hast trod;
Lord, teach us how to pray!
10 HELP US, Lord! each hour of need
Thy heavenly succour give;
Help us in thought, and word, and deed,
Each hour on earth we live.
2 O help us, when our spirits bleed,
With contrite anguish sore,
And when our hearts are cold and dead,
O help us, Lord, the more.
30 help us, through the prayer of faith
More firmly to believe;
For still the more the servant hath,
The more shall he receive.
4 O help us, Father! from on high;
We know no help but thee;
O! help us so to live and die,
As thine in heaven to be.
Preparation of the Heart.
1 LORD, teach us how to pray aright,
With reverence and with fear:
Though dust and ashes in thy sight,
We may, we must draw near.
2 Burdened with guilt, convinced of sin,
In weakness, want, and wo,
Fightings without, and fears within,
Lord, whither shall we go?
3 God of all grace, we come to thee,
With broken, contrite hearts;
Give what thine eye delights to see,
Truth in the inward parts.
4 Give deep humility; the sense
Of godly sorrow give;
A strong desiring confidence,
To hear thy voice and live;
5 Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep,
Though mercy long delay;
Courage, our fainting souls to keep,
And trust thee, though thou slay.
6 Give these, and then thy will be done;
Thus strengthened with all might,
We, by thy Spirit and thy Son,
Shall pray, and pray aright.
The Gospel adapted to Give Peace and Rest.
1 PEACE, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan
Reveals thy weight of inward wo;
Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan,
And let thy tears forget to flow:
Behold the precious balm is found,
To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound.
2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed,
Unburden here thy weighty load;
Here find thy refuge and thy rest,
And trust the mercy of thy God:
Thy God's thy Saviour-glorious word!
Forever love and praise the Lord.
Sins Confessed and Mourned.
1 GoD of mercy, God of love,
Hear our sad repentant song;
Sorrow dwells on every face,
Penitence on every tongue.
2 Deep regret for follies past,
Talents wasted, time misspent ;
Hearts debased by worldly cares,
Thankless for the blessings lent:
3 Foolish fears, and fond desires,
Vain regrets for things as vain;
Lips too seldom taught to praise,
Oft to murmur and complain:
4 These, and every secret fault,
Filled with grief and shame we own;
Humbled, at thy feet we lie,
Seeking pardon from thy throne.
5 God of mercy, God of grace,
Hear our sad, repentant songs;
O restore thy suppliant race,
Thou to whom all praise belongs.
1 WHEREFORE should man, frail child of clay,
Who, from the cradle to the shroud,
Lives but the insect of a day-
O why should mortal man be proud?
2 His brightest visions just appear,
Then vanish, and no more are found;
The stateliest pile his pride can rear,
A breath may level with the ground.
3 By doubt perplexed, in error lost,
With trembling step he seeks his way:
How vain of wisdom's gift the boast!
Of reason's lamp, how faint the ray!
4 Follies, and sins, a countless sum,
Are crowded in life's little span:
How ill, alas! does pride become
That erring, guilty creature, man!
5 God of my life! Father divine!
Give me a meek and lowly mind:
In modest worth, O let me shine,
And peace, in humble virtue, find.
We Belong to God.
1 LET him, to whom we now belong,
His sovereign right assert,
And take up every thankful song,
And every loving heart.
2 He justly claims us for his own,
Who bought us with a price;
The Christian lives to God alone,
To God alone he dies!
3 Father, thine own at last receive,
Fulfil our hearts' desire,
And let us to thy glory live,
And in thy cause expire.
4 Our souls and bodies we resign;
With joy we render theé
Our all, no longer ours, but thine
To all eternity.
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