Till thou shalt bid our spirits rise,
To worship thee above.
S. M. 1 Haverhill. Mornington.
Communion with the Father and Christ.
1 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, my roving heart!
Here wait, my warmest love!
Till this communion be complete
In nobler scenes above.
Sins and Sorrows laid before God.
1 OH, that I knew the secret place
Where I might find
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.
5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress,
And banish every fear;
He calls thee to his throne of grace,
To spread thy sorrows there.
1 OH, could I find, from day to day,
A nearness to my God!"
Then should my hours glide sweet away
While leaning on his word.
2 Lord, I desire with thee to live
Anew from day to day;
In joys the world can never give,
Nor ever take away.
3 Blest Jesus, come, and rule my heart,
And make me wholly thine,
That I may never more depart,
Nor grieve thy love divine.
4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath,
Thy goodness I'll adore;
And when my frame dissolves in death,
My soul shall love thee more.
Providence and Grace.
1 O THOU, my life, my joy,
My glory, and my all!
Unsent by thee, no good can come,
No evil can befall.
2 Such are thy wondrous works,
And methods of thy grace,
That I may safely trust in thee,
Through all this wilderness.
3 "Tis thine all-powerful arm
Upholds me in the way;
And thy rich bounty well supplies
The wants of every day.
4 For such compassions, Lord!
Ten thousand thanks are due;
For such compassions, I esteem
Ten thousand thanks too few.
1 THANKS to my God for every gift
His bounteous hands bestow;
And thanks eternal for that love
Whence all those comforts flow.
2 Forever let my grateful heart
His boundless grace adore,
Which gives ten thousand blessings now,
And bids me hope for more.
3 Transporting hope! still on my soul
Let thy bright glories shine,
Till thou thyself art lost in joys
Eternal and divine.
1 BLEST be thou, O God of Israel,
Thou, our Father, and our Lord!
Blest thy majesty forever!
Ever be thy name adored.
2 Thine, O Lord, are power and greatness,
Glory, victory, are thine own;
All is thine in earth and heaven,
Over all thy boundless throne.
3 Riches come of thee, and honor,
Power and might to thee belong;
Thine it is to make us prosper,
Only thine to make us strong..
4 Lord our God! for these, thy bounties
Songs of gratitude we raise;
To thy name, forever glorious,
Ever we address our praise!
1 YE trembling souls, dismiss your fears,
Be mercy all your theme;
Mercy-which, like a river, flows
In one perpetual stream.
2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell--
Those powers will God restrain;
His arm shall all their rage repel,
And make their efforts vain.
3 Fear not the want of outward good,
For his he will provide;
Grant them supplies of daily food,
And give them heaven beside.
4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake,
Or leave his work undone;
He's faithful to his promises,
And faithful to his Son.
5 Fear not the terrors of the grave,
Or death's tremendous sting;
He will from endless wrath preserve,
To endless glory bring.
1 DEAR Refuge of my weary soul,
On thee, when sorrows rise,
On thee, when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting hope relies.
2 To thee I tell each rising grief,
For thou alone canst heal;
Thy word can bring a sweet relief,
For every pain I feel.
3 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?
And shall I seek in vain?
And can the ear of sovereign grace
Be deaf when I complain?
4 No-still the ear of sovereign grace
Attends the mourner's prayer;
Oh may I ever find access
To breathe my sorrows there!
5 Thy mercy-seat is open still;
Here let my soul retreat;
With humble hope attend thy will,
And wait beneath thy feet.
1 IN every trouble, sharp and strong,
My soul to Jesus flies;
My anchor-hold is firm in him,
When swelling billows rise.
2 His comforts bear my spirits up;
I trust a faithful God;
The sure foundation of my hope
Is in my Saviour's blood.
3 Loud hallelujahs sing, my soul,
To thy Redeemer's name!
In joy, or sorrow-life, or death-
His love is still the same.
L. M. Mendon. 97th Ps. Tune
1 PRAISE everlasting praise be paid
To him who earth's foundations laid;
Praise to the God whose strong decrees
Sway the creation as he please.
2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord,
Who rules his people by his word;
And there, as strong as his decrees,
Reveals his kindest promises.
3 Whence then should doubts and fears arise? Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes Slowly, alas! the mind receives The comforts that our Maker gives. mf 4 Oh for a strong, a lasting faith!
To credit what th' Almighty saith!
T'embrace the message of his Son,
And call the joys of heaven our own.
5 Then, should the earth's foundations shake,
And all the wheels of nature break,
Our steady souls shall fear no more
Than solid rocks when billows roar.
1 DEAR Father, to thy mercy-seat
My soul for shelter flies:
"Tis here I find a safe retreat
When storms and tempests rise.
2 My cheerful hope can never die,
If thou, my God, art near;
Thy grace can raise my comforts high,
And banish every fear.
3 My great Protector, and my Lord,
Thy constant aid impart;
Oh! let thy kind, thy gracious word
Sustain my trembling heart.
4 Oh! never let my soul remove
From this divine retreat;
Still let me trust thy power and love,
And dwell beneath thy feet.
Prayer for Protection and Guidance.
1 O THOU, to whose all-searching sight
The darkness shineth as the light,
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