1. Come, my soul, thy suit pre-pare; Je sus loves to
thee pray, Therefore will not ba
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 sovereign right maintain,
And, without a rival, reign.
4 While I am a pilgrim here,
Let thy love my spirit cheer; Be 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. John Newton. 532
1 LORD! I cannot let thee go,
Till a blessing thou bestow;
Do not turn away thy face,
Mine's an urgent, pressing case.
2 Once a sinner, near despair,
Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer;
Mercy heard and set him free;-
Lord! that mercy came to me.
3 Many days have passed since then,
Many changes I have seen;
Yet have been upheld till now;
Who could hold me up but thou?
1 THEY who seek the throne of grace
Find that throne in every place;
If we live a life of prayer,
God is present everywhere.
2 In our sickness and our health,
In our want, or in our wealth,
If we look to God in prayer,
God is present everywhere.
3 When our earthly comforts fail,
When the foes of life prevail,
"Tis the time for earnest prayer;
God is present everywhere.
4 Then, my soul, in every strait,
To thy Father come, and wait;
He will answer every prayer:
God is present everywhere.
5 Doubt him not, his promise plead
In the hour of sorest need;
Never yet was saint o'erthrown
Trusting in God's strength alone
1. Sweet the mo-ments, rich in bless-ing, Which before the cross we spend;
Life and health and peace pos - sessing From the sinner's dying Friend
every evening shall make known Some fresh me - mo- rial of his grace.
1 GOD of the morning, at thy voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
And like a giant doth rejoice
I yield my heart to thee alone,
Nor would receive another guest:
Eternal King, erect thy throne,
And reign sole monarch in my breast.
O, bid this trifling world retire,
And drive each carnal thought away;
Nor let me feel one vain desire,
One sinful thought, through all the day.
4 Then, to thy courts when I repair,
My soul shall rise on joyful wing,
The wonders of thy love declare,
And join the strains which angels sing.
To run his journey through the skies. 541
2 O, like the sun may I fulfill
The appointed duties of the day;
With ready mind and active will,
March on, and keep my heavenly way.
3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes;
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.
4 Give me thy counsels for my guide,
And then receive me to thy bliss ;
All my desires and hopes beside
Are faint and cold compared with this.
301, 108, 347. 10 CHRIST, with each returning morn Thine image to our hearts be borne ; And may we ever clearly see
Our dearest treasure, Lord, in thee!
All hallowed be our walk this day;
May meekness form our morning ray,
And faithful love our noontide light,
And hope our sunset, calm and bright.
3 May grace each idle thought control,
And sanctify each wayward soul;
May guile depart, and malice cease,
And all within be joy and peace.
2 When soft the dews of kindly sleep
My weary eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought-how sweet to rest
Forever on my Saviour's breast!
3 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without thee I dare not die.
4 Be near and bless me when I wake,
Ere through the world my way I take;
Till in the ocean of thy love
I lose myself in heaven above.
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1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O mighty King of kings,
Beneath the shadow of thy wings,
2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ills which I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Be thou my Guardian while I sleep;
Thy watchful station near me keep;
My heart with love celestial fill,
And guard me from the approach of ill.
Lord, let my heart forever share
The bliss of thy paternal care;
"Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above,
To see thy face and sing thy love.
5 Teach me this fleeting life to live, So that the grave no dread shall give; Teach me to die, so that I may With joy behold the Judgment day. 544
1 How sweet the light of Sabbath eve! How soft the sunbeams lingering there! For these blest hours the world I leave, Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 2 Season of rest! the tranquil soul
Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love; And while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 3 Nor will our days of toil be long;
Our pilgrimage will soon be trod; And we shall join the ceaseless song, The endless Sabbath of our God. James Edmeston.
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1 My God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above,
Gently distill like early dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.
3 I yield myself to thy command;
To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
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