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Give me on thee to wait,
Till I can all things do; On thee, almighty to create,
Almighty to renew. 2 I want a sober mind,
A self-renouncing will,
The baits of pleasing ill;
To hardship, grief, and loss,
The consecrated cross. 3 I want a godly fear,
A quick discerning eye,
And sees the tempter fly;
And armed with jealous care,
And watching unto prayer. 4 I want a true regard,
A single, steady aim,
To thee and thy great name;
For thine immortal praise;
And glorify thy grace. 5. I rest upon thy word;
The promise is for me:
Shall surely come from thee:
But let me still abide,
Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient spirit guide
Into thy perfect love.
Our Daily Bread.
1 Day by day the manna fell:
O to learn this lesson well!
Give me, Lord, my daily bread.
3 Lord! my times are in thy hand;
All my sanguine hopes have planned
4 Thou my daily task shalt give :
5 O to live exempt from care,
By the energy of prayer ;
C. M. 557. H. M. WILLIAMS.
Habitual Devotion. 1 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 powers of thought bestowed;
Io thee my thoughts would soar; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed, —
That mercy I adore!
Thy ruling hand I see!
Because conferred by thee.
In every pain I bear,
Or seek relief in prayer.
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;
That heart shall rest on thee!
558. METHODIST COLL, "I will that men pray everywhere." 1 They who seek the throne of grace
Find that throne in every place;
If we live a life of prayer,
2 In our sickness, in our health,
In our want or in our wealth,
3 When our earthly comforts fail,
When the woes of life prevail,
God is present everywhere.
To thy Father come, and wait;
1 Come, kingdom of our God,
Sweet reign of light and love! Shed peace, and hope, and joy abroad,
And wisdom from above.
Over our spirits first
Extend thy healing reign ; There raise and quench the sacred thirst,
That never pains again.
Come, kingdom of our God!
And make the broad earth thine; Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod
That flowers with grace divine.
Soon may all tribes be blest
With fruit from life's glad tree; And in its shade like brothers rest,
Sons of one family.
Come, kingdom of our God!
And raise thy glorious throne In worlds by the undying trod,
Where God shall bless his own.
7 & 6s. M.
Ed. Lit. Rev. “Pray without ceasing." i Go when the morning shineth,
Go when the noon is bright,
Go in the hush of night;
Fling earthly thought away,
Do thou in secret pray.
2 Remember all who love thee,
All who are loved by thee;
If any such there be;
A blessing humbly claim,
Thy great Redeemer's name.*
3 Or, if 't is e'er denied thee
In solitude to pray, Should holy thoughts come o'er thee
When friends are round thy way,