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While the prayers of saints ascend,
God of love! to mine attend!
Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads;
Hear, for Jesus intercedes!

While I hearken to Thy law,
Fill my soul with humble awe;
Till Thy Gospel bring to me
Life and immortality:

While Thy ministers proclaim
Peace and pardon in Thy Name,
Through their voice, by faith, may I
Hear Thee speaking from the sky!

From Thy house when I return,
May my heart within me burn;
And at evening let me say,

I have walk'd with God to-day!

James Montgomery. 1825.

CCCXX.

Ere another Sabbath's close,
Ere again we seek repose,

Lord! our song ascends to Thee;
At Thy feet we bow the knee.

For the mercies of the day,

For this rest upon our way,
Thanks to Thee alone be given,

Lord of earth, and King of Heaven!

Cold our services have been ;
Mingled every prayer with sin;
But Thou canst and wilt forgive;
By Thy grace alone we live !

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Whilst this thorny path we tread,
May Thy love our footsteps lead !
When our journey here is past,
May we rest with Thee at last!

Let these earthly Sabbaths prove
Foretastes of our joys above;
While their steps Thy pilgrims bend
To the rest which knows no end!

Avon. [1841.

CCCXXI.

Of Thy love some gracious token
Grant us, Lord, before we go;

Bless Thy word which has been spoken ;
Life and peace on all bestow !

When we join the world again,
Let our hearts with Thee remain :
O direct us

And protect us,

Till we gain the heavenly shore,

Where Thy people want no more!

Thomas Kelly. 1804.

END OF PART III.

PART IV.

SONGS OF THE HEART.

The Book of Praise.

PART THE FOURTH.

SONGS OF THE HEART.

I.

THE CALL.

"Rise; He calleth thee.”—(MARK x. 49.)

CCCXXII.

Child of sin and sorrow,

Fill'd with dismay,
Wait not for to-morrow,
Yield thee to-day!

Heaven bils thee come
While yet there's room:
Child of sin and sorrow,
Hear, and obey!

Child of sin and sorrow,
Why wilt thou die?

Come, while thou canst borrow
Help from on high!
Grieve not that love
Which from above,

I Child of sin and sorrow,
Would bring thee nigh!

Thomas Hastings. [1842.]

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