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Tune, Oak.

PRAYER MEETING TUNE BOOK, PAGE 99.

"Let us labour, therefore, to enter into that rest." HEB. iv. 11.

ASTE, my dull soul, arise,

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Cast off thy care,

Press to thy native skies,
Mighty in prayer.
Jesus has gone before,
Count all thy troubles o'er,
He who thy burden bore,
Jesus is there.

2 Soul, for the marriage-feast
Robe and prepare,

Pureness becomes each guest
Jesus is there.

Saints, wave your victory palms,
Chant your celestial psalms;
Bride of the Lamb, thy charms
Oh, let us wear!

3 Heaven's bliss is perfect, pure,
Glory is there;

Heaven's bliss is ever sure,
Thou art its heir.

What makes its joy complete?
What makes its hymns so sweet?
There our best Friend we meet,
Jesus is there.

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Tune, Horton.

PRAYER MEETING TUNE BOOK, PAGE 62.

"He is able to save to the uttermost." HEB. vii. 25.

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EPTH of mercy, can there be
Mercy still reserved for me
Can my God his wrath forbear?
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?

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2 I have long withstood his grace,
Long provoked him to his face;
Would not hearken to his calls,
Grieved him by a thousand falls.
3 There for me the Saviour stands,
Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands:
God is love! I know, I feel,

Jesus weeps and loves me still.
4 Now incline me to repent!
Let me now my fall lament!
Now my foul revolt deplore,
Weep, believe, and sin no more.

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Tune, Hamburg.

PRAYER MEETING TUNE BOOK, PAGE il.

L. M.

"When thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is

in secret." MATT. vi. 6.

FAR from my thoughts, vain world, be

gone,

Let my religious hours alone:

From flesh and sense I would be free,
And hold communion, Lord, with thee.
2 My heart grows warm with holy fire,
And kindles with a pure desire
To see thy grace, to taste thy love,
And feel thy influence from above.

3 Send comfort down from thy right hand, To cheer me in this barren land;

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And in thy temple let me know

The joys that from thy presence flow.

Tune, Arlington.

PRAYER MEETING TUNE BOOK, PAGE 20.

C. M.

"O God, hear the prayer of thy servant." DAN. ix. 17.

APPROACH, my soul, the mercy seat,

Where Jesus answers prayer;

There humbly fall before his feet,
For none can perish there.

2 Thy promise is my only plea,
With this I venture nigh;

Thou callest burdened souls to thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.

3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin,
By Satan sorely pressed,
By war without, and fear within,
I come to thee for rest.

4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place;
That, sheltered near thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face,
And tell him, "Thou hast died."
5 Oh, wondrous love, to bleed and die,
To bear the cross and shame,
That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead thy gracious Name.

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Tune, Dundee.

PRAYER MEETING TUNE BOOK, PAGE 23.

"Hear me speedily, O Lord." Ps. cxliii. 7.

C. M.

THOU, whose tender mercy hears
Contrition's humble sigh;

Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears
From sorrow's weeping eye;—

2 See, low before thy throne of grace,
A wretched wanderer mourn;
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?
Hast thou not said,-"Return?"

3 And shall my guilty fears prevail
To drive me from thy feet?
Oh, let not this dear refuge fail,
This only safe retreat!

4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart,
With beams of mercy shine!
And let thy healing voice impart
A taste of joys divine.

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Tune, Federal Street.

PRAYER MEETING TUNE BOOK, PAGE 11.

L. M.

"Be merciful unto me according to thy word." Ps. cxix. 58.

FRIEND of the friendless and the faint!

Where can I lodge my deep complaint? Where, but with thee, whose open door Invites the sinner, helpless, poor?

2 Did ever mourner plead with thee,
And thou refuse that mourner's plea ?
Does not the word still fixed remain,
That none shall seek thy face in vain?
3 That were a grief I could not bear,

Didst thou not hear and answer prayer:
O thou, prayer hearing, answering God,
Take from my heart this painful load.

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Tune, Ain.

PRAYER MEETING TUNE BOOK, PAGE 42.

S. M.

"I can do all things through Christ, which strengtheneth me."

PHIL. iv. 13.

JESUS, my strength, my hope,

On thee I cast my care,

With humble confidence look up
And know thou hear'st my prayer:

Give me on thee to wait,

Till I can all things do;

On thee, Almighty to create,
Almighty to renew.

2 I want a sober mind,

A self-renouncing will,

That tramples down and casts behind
The baits of pleasing ill:
A soul inured to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss;
Ready to take up and sustain
The consecrated cross.

3 I want a godly fear,

A quick, discerning eye,
That looks to thee when sin is near,
And sees the tempter fly;
A spirit still prepared,

And armed with jealous care,
Forever standing on its guard,
And watching unto prayer.

4 I want a heart to pray,

To pray and never cease,
Never to murmur at thy stay,
Or wish my sufferings less;
This blessing above all,
Always to pray I want,
Out of the deep on thee to call,
And never, never faint.

5 I want a true regard,

A single, steady aim,

Unmoved by threatening or reward, To thee and thy great name;

A jealous, just concern

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For thine immortal praise;
pure desire that all may learn
And glorify thy grace.

6 I rest upon thy word,
The promise is for me;

My succour and salvation, Lord,
Shall surely come from thee;

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