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C. M. Litchfield. Dandos.
OUR Father who in heaven art !

All hallowed be thy name;
Thy kingdom come-thy will be done,

Throughout this earthly frame,
2 As cheerfully as 'tis by those

Who dwell with thee on high:
Lord, let thy bounty, day by day

Our daily food supply.
3 As we forgive our enemies,

T'hy pardon, Lord, we crave;
Into temptation lead us not,

But us from evil save.
mf 4 For kingdom, power, and glory, all

Belong, O Lord, to thee;

Thine from eternity they were, Len And thine shall ever be. 553

63 & 59. Portuguese Hymn. Lyou. OUR Father in heaven,

We hallow thy name!
May thy kingdom holy

On earth be the same!
O give to us daily

Our portion of bread;
It is from thy bounty

That all must be sed.
2 Forgive our transgressions,

And teach us to know
That humble compassion

Which pardons each foe:
Keep us from temptation,

From weakness and sin,
And thine be the glory
Forever-Amen.

C. M.

Litchfield. Corinth. 554

Retirement and Meditation.
FAR from the world, Lord, I flee,

From strife and tumult far;
From scenes where Satan wages still

His most successful war.
2 The calm retreat-the silent shade,

With prayer and praise agree ;

And seem, by thy sweet bounty, made

For those who follow thee.
3 There, if the Spirit touch the soul,

And grace her mean abode,
Oh! with what peace, and joy, and love,

She communes with her God!
4 Author and guardian of my life,

Sweet source of light divine,
And--all harmonious names in one-

My SAVIOUR--thou art mine!
mf 5 What thanks I owe thee! and what love!

A boundless, endless store !
Thy praise shall sound through realms above,

When time shall be no more. -555

L. M. Bellville. Waterville.
MY God, permit me not to be
A stranger to myself and thee;
Amid a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my highest love.
2 Why should my passions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heavenly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,
And let my God, my Saviour, go?
3 Call me away from earth and sense;
Thy sovereign word can draw me thence;
I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign.
4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn ;
Let noise and vanity be gone;
In secret silence of the mind,

My heaven--and there my God I find. 556

C. M. Brattle Street, Corinth.
WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power!

Be my vain wishes stilled ;
And may this consecrated hour

With better hopes be filled.
2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed ;

To thee my thoughts would soar:
Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ;

That mercy I adore.
3 In each event of life, how clear

Thy ruling hand I see !

Each blessing to my soul most dear,

Because conferred by thee.
4 In every joy that crowns my days,

In every pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,

Or seek relief in prayer.
5 When gladness wings my favored hour,

Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,

My soul shall meet thy will.
6 My lifted eye, without a tear,

The gathering storm shall see;
mf My steadfast heart shall know no fear;

That heart will rest on thee. 557

S. M. Hudson. Little Marlboro'.
OUR heavenly Father's eye

Sees through the darkest night;
In deep retirement he is nigh,

With heart-discerning sight.
2 Then let that eye survey

Our duteous homage paid,
With every morning's dawning ray,

And every evening's shade.
3 O God! may heavenly fire

The incense still inflame;
While grateful vows to thee aspire,

Through my Redeemer's name.
4 Oh warm my heart with love,

My soul in secret bless;
So shalt thou deign, in worlds above,
Thy suppliant to confess.
L. M.

Medway. Shoel. 558

Desiring the Presence of God.
MY God, I bow before thy feet;
When shall my soul approach thy seat?
When shall I see thy glorious face
With mingled majesty and grace?
2 How should I love thee, and adore,
With hopes and joys unknown before !
And bid this trifling world be gone,
Nor tease my heart so near thy throno.

3 My soul should pour out all her cares
In flowing words, or flowing tears;
Thy smiles would ease my sharpest pain,

Nor should I seek my God in vain. 559

C. M. St. Martin's. Berwick,
ETERNAL Sun of Righteousness,

Display thy beams divine,
And cause the glory of thy face

On all our hearts to shine!
2 Light in thy light, oh may we see,

Thy grace and mercy prove !
Revived, and cheered, and blest by thee,

Thou God of pardoning love! 560

C. M. St. Martin's. Stephens.
SHINE on our souls, eternal God,

With rays of mercy shine:
Oh let thy favor crown our days,

And all their round be thine.
2 With thee let every week begin;

With thee each day be spent ;
To thee each fleeting hour be given,

Since each by thee is lent.
3 Thus cheer us through this desert road,

Till all our labors cease ;-
Till heaven refresh our weary souls
With everlasting peace.

C. M.

Corinth. Arlington 561

God's Presence a Comfort in Life.
OH happy they who know the Lord,

With whom he deigns to dwell!
He seeds and cheers them by his word;

His arm sapports them well.
2 To them, in each distressing hour,

His throne of grace is near;
And when they plead his love and power,

He stands engaged to hear.
3 His presence cheers us in our cares,

And makes our burdens light;
His gracious word dispels our sears,

And gilds the gloom of night.
4 let us enjoy, and highly prize'

These tokens of thy love ;

Till thou shalt bid our spirits rise,
To worship thee above.

S. M. Haverhill. Mornington. 562 Communion with the Father and Christ.

OUR heavenly Father calls,

And Christ invites us near;
With both, our friendship shall be sweet,

And our communion dear.
2 God pities all our griefs :

He pardons every day;
Almighty to protect our souls,

And wise to guide our way.
3 How large his bounties are !

What various stores of good,
Diffused from our Redeemer's hand,

And purchased with his blood!
4 Jesus, our living head,

We bless thy faithful care ;
Our advocate before the throne,

And our forerunner there.
5 Here fix, iny roving heart!

Here wait, my warmest love!

Till this communion be complete mf In nobler scenes above.

C. M.

Corinth. Grafton. 563

Sins and Sorrows laid before Gud.
OII, that I knew the secret place

Where I might find my God!
I'd spread my wants before his face,

And pour my woes abroad.
2 I'd tell him how my sins arise,

What sorrows I sustain;
How grace decays-and comfort dies,

And leaves my heart in pain.
3 He knows what arguments I'd take

To wrestle with my God
I'd plead for his own mercy's sake

I'd plead my Saviour's blood.
4 My God will pity my complaints,

And drive my foes away.
He knows the meaning of his saints,

When they in sorrow pray.

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