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ORD, teach us how to pray aright,
Though duft and allies in Thy fight,
Burdened with guilt, convinced of fin,
Fightings without, and fears within,
God of all grace, we come to Thee
Give what Thine eye delights to see,—
Give deep humility; the sense
Of godly sorrow give;
To hear Thy voice and live;
Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep,
Though mercy long delay; Courage our fainting souls to keep,
And truft Thee, though Thou flay.
With reverence and with fear:
Give these, and then Thy will be done;
Thus, ftrengthened with all might, We, by Thy Spirit and Thy Son,
Shall pray, and pray aright.
'James Montgomery. 1803-1853.
THE LORD'S PRAYER.
IF any be diftrefled, and fain would gather
Who art in Heaven.
Hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done on earth.
As 't is in Heaven.
Nothing we have to use or debts to pay,
Give us this day
Our daily bread.
Forgive us our trespaffes.
As we forgive.
That trespass againft us;
And lead us —
Not into temptation.
Us from the fierce aflaults of world and devil
From all evil.
COME, let us pray: 't is sweet to feel
His mercy deigns to hear:
Come, let us pray: the burning brow,
And all the woes that throng us now,
Our God will chase our griefs away;
O glorious thought! — come, let us pray.
Come, let us pray: the mercy-seat
Invites the fervent prayer;
The contrite spirit there:
THE HOUR OF PRAYER.
MY God! is any hour so sweet,
Bleft is the tranquil hour of morn,
And bleft that hour of solemn eve, When, on the wings of prayer upborne, The world I leave.
Then is my ftrength by Thee renewed;
Then are my fins by Thee forgiven;
No words can tell what sweet relief
Hufhed is each doubt, gone every fear;
My spirit seems in heaven to ftay;