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Still may we stand before Thy face,
Still hear and do Thy sovereign will.
Gerhard Tersteegen (1697-1769), 1731.
Tr. by Rev. John Wesley (1703-1791), 1739. Ab, and alt.

S. M.

"Ask what I shall give thee."-1 KINGS iii. 5. I BEHOLD the throne of grace!

The promise calls me near;
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.

2 My soul, ask what thou wilt,
Thou canst not be too bold;
Since His own blood for thee He split,
What else can He withhold?

3 Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and Thy love;
I ask to serve Thee here below,
And reign with Thee above.
4 Teach me to live by faith, .

Conform my will to Thine,
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.

Rev. John Newton (1725-1807), 1779.

S. M.

Importunity in prayer.-LUKE Xviii. 1-7.

1 OUR Lord, who knows full well
The heart of every saint,
Invites us all our griefs to tell,
To pray, and never faint.

2 He bows His gracious ear,
We never plead in vain ;
Yet we must wait till He appear,
And pray, and pray again.

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3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear
His chosen when they cry;

And though He may a while forbear,
He'll help them from on high.

4 Then let us earnest be,

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And never faint in prayer; He loves our importunity,

And makes our cause His care.

Rev. John Newton (1725-1807), 1779. Ab. and alt.

S. M.

"Sweet is the Work."

I SWEET is the work, O Lord,

Thy glorious acts to sing,

To praise Thy Name, and hear thy Word,
And grateful off'rings bring.

2 Sweet, at the dawning light,
Thy boundless love to tell ;
And, when approach the shades of night,
Still on the theme to dwell.

3 Sweet, on this day of rest,

To join in heart and voice

With those who love and serve Thee best, And in Thy Name rejoice.

4 To songs of praise and joy Be every Sabbath given,

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That such may be our blest employ
Eternally in Heaven.

Miss Harriet Auber (1773-1862), 1820. Alt.

S. M.
Glory begun.

I COME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known :
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.

2 Let those refuse to sing

That never knew our God;
But favorites of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.

3 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;

Celestial fruits on earthly ground.
From faith and hope may grow.

4 The hill of Zion yields

A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.

5 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;

We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high.

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Rev. Isaac Watts (1674-1748), 1709. Ad.

S. M.

The Sabbath given to our Fathers.-Ps. lxxxi.

I SING to the Lord, our Might,
With holy fervor sing;

Let hearts and instruments unite
To praise our heavenly King.

2 This is His holy house,

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And this His festal day,

When He accepts the humblest vows
That we sincerely pay.

The Sabbath to our sires

In mercy first was given ;

The Church her Sabbaths still requires To speed her on to Heaven.

4 We still, like them of old, Are in the wilderness;

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And God is still as near His fold,
To pity and to bless,

5 Then let us open wide

Our hearts for Him to fill ;
And He that Israel then supplied,
Will help His Israel still.

Rev. Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847), 1834.

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Asking of God,-1 KINGS iii. 5.

I COME, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer ;
Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring.

2 With my burden I begin,
Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

3 Lord, I come to Thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There Thy bood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

4 While I am a pilgrim here,
Let Thy love my spirit cheer ;
As my Guide, my Guard, My Friend,
Lead me to my journey's end.

5 Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew;
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die Thy people's death.

Rev. John Newton (1725-1807), 1779.

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I SOFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with Thee.
2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye
Naught escapes, without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,

Open fault, and secret sin.

3 Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall forever pass away:

Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee.

4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man's infirmity;

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Then, from Thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.

Bp. George Washington Doane (1799-1859), 1824.

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For the coming week.-Ps. lxxiii. 24.

I THROUGH the passing of the week,
Father, we Thy presence seek:
'Midst this world's deceitful maze
Keep us, Lord, in all our ways.

2 O, what snares our path beset !
O, what cares our spirits fret!
Let no earthly thing, we pray,
Draw our souls from Thee away.

3 Thou hast set our daily task,
Grace and strength from Thee we ask;
Thou our joys and griefs dost send,
To Thy will our spirits bend.