O Jesu, evermore the same,

Our hope we rest upon Thy Name;
Our hope abides in Thee;
Our hope abides in Thee!

For all the future, Lord, prepare
Our souls with strength Divine;
Help us to cast on Thee our care,
And on Thy servants shine:
Life without Thee is dark and drear;
Death is not death if Thou art near;
Our life abides in Thee;

Our life abides in Thee!

Nov

New-Year's Day.

REV. JOHN NEWTON.

OW, gracious Lord, Thine arm reveal,
And make Thy glory known;

Now let us all Thy presence feel,
And soften hearts of stone!

Help us to venture near Thy throne,

And plead a Saviour's Name; For all that we can call our own

Is vanity and shame.

From all the guilt of former sin

May mercy set us free:

And let the year we now begin,

Begin and end with Thee.

Epiphany Hymn.

Send down Thy Spirit from above,
That saints may love Thee more,
And sinners now may learn to love,
Who never loved before.

And when before Thee we appear
In our eternal home,

May growing numbers worship here,
And praise Thee in our room!

259

Epiphany Hymn.

WILLIAM C. Dix.

S with gladness men of old

As

Did the guiding star behold; As with joy they hail'd its light, Leading onward, beaming bright; So, most gracious Lord, may we Evermore be led to Thee!

As with joyful steps they sped
To that lowly manger-bed;
There to bend the knee before
Him whom heaven and earth adore
So may we with willing feet
Ever seek the mercy-seat.

As they offer'd gifts most rare
At that manger rude and bare ;
So may we with holy joy,
Pure and free from sin's alloy,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ! to Thee our heavenly King

Holy Jesus, every day

Keep us in the narrow way;
And when earthly things are past,
Bring our ransom'd souls at last
Where they need no star to guide,
Where no clouds Thy glory hide.

In the heavenly country bright
Need they no created light;
Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown,
Thou its Sun which goes not down;
There for ever may we sing

Alleluias to our King.

Lo! He comes, with Clouds Descending.

JOHN CENNICK, C. WESLEY, AND M. MADAN.

L

O! He comes, with clouds descending,

Once for favour'd sinners slain :

Thousand thousand saints attending

Swell the triumph of His train :

Hallelujah!

God appears, on earth to reign!

Every eye shall now behold Him,
Robed in dreadful majesty ;

Those who set at nought and sold Him,
Pierced, and nail'd Him to the Tree,

Deeply wailing,

Shall the true Messiah see.

Prayer is the Soul's Desire.

Every island, sea, and mountain,
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
All who hate Him must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the day;
Come to judgment !

Come to judgment, come away!

Now Redemption, long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear!
All His saints, by man rejected,
Now shall meet Him in the air:
Hallelujah!

See the day of God appear!

Answer Thine own Bride and Spirit;
Hasten, Lord, the general doom;
The new Heaven and earth t' inherit,
Take thy pining exiles home;
All creation

Travails, groans, and bids Thee come!

Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee,

High on Thine eternal throne; Saviour, take the power and glory; Claim the kingdom for Thine own: Oh, come quickly,

Everlasting God, come down!

261

Prayer is the Soul's Desire.

JAMES MONTGOMERY.

PRAYE

RAYER is the soul's sincere desire,
Utter'd or unexpress'd;

The motion of a hidden fire

That trembles in the breast.

Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,

The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.

Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try;

Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high.

Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice

Returning from his ways,
While angels in their songs rejoice,
And cry-Behold, he prays!

Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air;

His watch-word at the gates of death; He enters heaven with prayer.

The saints in prayer appear as one
In word, in deed, in mind,
While with the Father and the Son
Sweet fellowship they find.

Nor prayer is made by man alone,
The Holy Spirit pleads;
And Jesus, on th' eternal throne,
For sinners intercedes.

O Thou, by whom we come to God,
The Life, the Truth, the Way!
The path of prayer thyself hath trod;
Lord, teach us how to pray!