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With hands of faith-and wings of love, To fly and take the prize.

C. M.

Deliverance from Sin desired.


OH may my heart, by grace renewed,
Be my Redeemer's throne;
And be my stubborn will subdued,
His rightful claim to own.

2 Let deep repentance, faith, and love,
Be joined with godly fear;
And all my conversation prove
My heart to be sincere.

3 Preserve me safe from every sin,
Through my remaining days;
And let each virtue in me shine,
To my Redeemer's praise.

4 Let lively hope my soul inspire,
Let warm affections rise;
And may I wait with strong desire,
To mount above the skies.


C. M.

OH for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free!

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A heart that's sprinkled with the blood
So freely shed for me!

2 Oh for a heart submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.

"Oh for an humble, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean!

Which neither life, nor death, can part,
From him that dwells within.

4 Thy temper, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;
Oh write thy name upon my heart-
Thy name, O God, is love.


L. M.

AND dost thou say, 'Ask what thou wilt ?'
Lord, I would seize the golden hour-
I pray to be released from guilt,

And freed from sin's polluting power.
2 More of thy presence, Lord, impart ;
More of thine image let me bear:
Erect thy throne within my heart,

And reign without a rival there. 3 Give me to read my pardon sealed, And from thy joy to draw my strength; Oh be thy boundless love revealed

In all its height, and breadth, and length. 4 Grant these requests-I ask no more, But to thy care the rest resign: Sick, or in health-or rich, or poor, All shall be well, if thou art mine.

L. M.


Prayer for quickening Grace.

COME, gracious Lord-descend and dwell
By faith and love in every breast;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that cannot be expressed.

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess,

And learn the height, and breadth, and length,

Of thine eternal love and grace.

3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honors done

By all the church, through Christ his Son.

S. M.

Prayer for quickening Grace.
BEHOLD the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near;
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
2 Thine image, Lord, bestow,

Thy presence and thy love:
I ask to serve thee here below,
And reign with thee above.
3 Teach me to live by faith,


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

4 If thou these blessings give,
And wilt my portion be,
All worldly joys I'll cheerful leave,
And find my heaven in thee.

C. M.


Longing for a closer Walk with God.
OH! for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame--
A light, to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb.

2 Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word?

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed!—
How sweet their memory still!-
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.

4 Return, Q holy Dove! return—
Sweet messenger of rest!

I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breast.

5 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,

Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

6 So shall my walk be close with God;
Calm and serene my frame;

So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.


S. M.


Vital Union to Christ.

DEAR Saviour, we are thine
By everlasting bonds:

Our hearts, our souls, we would resign
Entirely to thy hands.

2 To thee we still would cleave
With ever-growing zeal:
If millions tempt us Christ to leave,
Oh let them ne'er prevail.

3 Thy Spirit shall unite

Our souls to thee, our head;
Shall form us to thy image bright,
And teach thy paths to tread.
4 Death may our souls divide
From these abodes of clay;
But love shall keep us near thy side,
Through all the gloomy way.

5 Since Christ and we are one,
Why should we doubt or fear?
If he in heaven hath fixed his throne,
He'll fix his members there.

L. M.

Vital Union to Christ.


WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise,
And fainting hope almost expires,
To thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes,
To thee I breathe my soul's desires.
2 If my immortal Saviour lives,

Then my immortal life is sure:
His word a firm foundation gives;

Here I may build-and rest secure.

3 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose:
If Jesus is forever mine,

Not death itself-that last of foes-
Shall break a union so divine.

L. M.


Resort to Christ for Spiritual Strength. AWAY from earth my spirit turns, Away from every transient good; With strong desire my bosom burns,

To feast on heaven's immortal food.

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