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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,
That tramples down and casts behind

The baits of pleasing ill;
A soul inured to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss,
Bold to take up, firm to sustain,

The consecrated cross. 3 I want a godly fear,

A quick discerning eye,
That looks to thee when sin is near,

And sees the tempter fly;
A spirit still prepared,

And armed with jealous care,
For ever standing on its guard,

And watching unto prayer. 4 I want a true regard,

A single, steady aim,
Unmoved by threatening or reward,

To thee and thy great name;
A zealous, just concern

For thine immortal praise;
A pure desire that all may learn,

And glorify thy grace. 5. I rest upon thy word;

The promise is for me:
My succor and salvation, Lord,

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.

78. M.

556.

CONDER.

Our Daily Bread.

1 Day by day the manna fell:

O to learn this lesson well!
Still by constant mercy fed,

Give me, Lord, my daily bread.
2“ Day by day," the promise reads ;
Daily strength for daily needs :
Cast foreboding fears away;
Take the manna of to-day.

3 Lord! my times are in thy hand;

All my sanguine hopes have planned
To thy wisdom I resign,
And would make thy purpose mine. .

4 Thou my daily task shalt give :
Day by day to thee I live;
So shall added years fulfil,
Not my own, my Father's will.

5 O to live exempt from care,

By the energy of prayer ;
Strong in faith, with mind subdued,
Yet elate with gratitude!

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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!
3 In each event of life, how clear

Thy ruling hand I see!
Each blessing to my soul more 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;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear ;-

That heart shall rest on thee!

78. M.

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,
God is present everywhere.

2 In our sickness, in 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 woes of life prevail,
'T is 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.

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1 Come, kingdom of our God,

Sweet reign of light and love! Shed peace, and hope, and joy abroad,

And wisdom from above.

2

Over our spirits first

Extend thy healing reign ; There raise and quench the sacred thirst,

That never pains again.

3

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.

5

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.

560.

Ed. Lit. Rev. “Pray without ceasing." i Go when the morning shineth,

Go when the noon is bright,
Go when the eve declineth,

Go in the hush of night;
Go with pure mind and feeling,

Fling earthly thought away,
And, in thy closet kneeling,

Do thou in secret pray.

2 Remember all who love thee,

All who are loved by thee;
Pray, too, for those who hate thee,

If any such there be;
Then for thyself, in meekness,

A blessing humbly claim,
And blend with each petition

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,

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