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4 Own this mean dwelling as thy home ;
And, when our life's last hour is come,
28. C. M. R. ERSKINE.
The Vision of Faith.
Hid from all mortal eyes ;
Beneath me fluttering lies.
And all its hurtful charms;
Through all opposing harms.
Of sin and guilt remove,
Of my Redeemer's love.
Thy gracious hand deals out to me,
That cannot hurt which comes from thee. 2 From Jesus, the dear Son of God,
I'll learn obedience to thy will;
30. L. M. Bp. HEBER.
•Why stand ye here idle? 1 The God of Glory walks his round,
From day to day, from year to year, And warns us each with awful sound, •No longer stand ye idle here!
2 · Ye whose young cheeks are rosy bright,
Whose hands are strong, whose hearts are clear, Waste not of hope the morning light!
Ah fools! why stand ye idle here? 3 Oh, as the griefs ye would assuage
That wait on life's declining year,
And work your Maker's business here ! 4. And ye, whose locks of scanty gray Foretell your
latest travail near, How swiftly fades your worthless day!
And stand ye yet so idle here?
But many a shriek and many a tear
Of moments lost and wasted here ! 6 0 Thou, by all thy works adored,
To whom the sinner's soul is dear,
31. : L. M. Watts.
Love to God and our Neighbour.
Let all thy inward powers unite
With utmost vigour and delight.
Share thine affection and esteem;
Measure and rule thy love to him.'
This did the prophets preach and prove;
And the whole law's fulfilled by love. 4 But oh! how base our passions are !
How cold our charity and zeal !
CONFESSION AND REPENTANCE.
7s M. 61. MONTGOMERY. A Sinner imploring Mercy. - Ps. 69 1 God, be merciful to me,
For my spirit trusts in thee,
Till the storm is overpast. 2 Poor and sorrowful am I;
Set me, O my God, on high;
33. L. M. MONTGOMERY.
Confession and Prayer. - Ps. 51. 1 Have mercy on me, O my God,
In loving kindness hear my prayer ;
Lord, in thy tender mercy spare. 2 Offences rise where'er I look ;
But I confess their guilt to thee;
Cleanse me from mine iniquity. 3 A perfect heart in me create,
Renew my soul in innocence ;
Nor take thine holy Spirit hence. 4 Thy consolations, as of old,
Now to my troubled mind restore;
And guide my steps, to fall no more. 5 The broken heart in sacrifice,
Alone may thine acceptance meet:
34. C. M. BP. HEBER.
Forgive and be Forgiven. 1 On God ! my sins are manifold, against my life they cry,
And all my guilty deeds foregone, up to thy temple fly; Wilt thou release my trembling soul, that to despair is
driven ? • Forgive! a blessed voice replied, "and thou shalt be for
given! 2 My foemen, Lord! are fierce and fell, they spurn me in their
pride, They render evil for my good, my patience they deride; Arise, oh King! and be the proud to righteous ruin driven! Forgive! an awful answer came, 'as thou wouldst be for
given! 3 Seven times, oh Lord! I pardoned them, seven times they
sinned again: They practise still to work me wo, they triumph in my pain ; But let them dread my vengeance now, to just resentment
driven! • Forgive! the voice of thunder spake, or never be forgiven!?
Humble Penitence. 1 Oh Lord, turn not thy face away from them that lowly lie,
Lamenting sore their sinful life with tears and bitter cry! Thy mercy-gates are open wide to them that mourn their sin;
Oh shut them not against us, Lord, but let us enter in! 2 We need not to confess our fault, for surely thou canst tell What we have done, and what we are thou knowest very
well : Wherefore, to beg and to intreat, with tears we come to thee,
As children that have done amiss fall at their father's knee. 3 And need we then, oh Lord! repeat the blessing which we
Crave, When thou dost know, before we speak, the thing that we
would have ? Mercy! oh Lord, — mercy we seek:-- this is the total sum! For mercy, Lord! is all our prayer, — oh, let thy mercy
L. M. WATTS.
My heavy guilt within my heart,
What agonies of inward smart ! 2 I spread my sins before the Lord,
And all my secret faults confess;
Thy holy Spirit seals the grace. 3 For this shall every humble soul
Make swift addresses to thy seat:
There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie,
When days grow dark, and storms appear!
There was joy in Heaven!
Glory to God in Heaven ! 2 There was joy in Heaven!
There was joy in Heaven!
with God in Heaven! 3 There was joy in heaven!
There was joy in heaven!