O happy, peaceful rest, Prepared for saints above,
Where they with all Thy joys are blest,
And drink Thy streams of Love!
O Trinity divine,
To Thee our hearts we raise: May we with saints in glory shine, And share their songs of praise!
John Chandler. 1837. a.
Our Father and our Friend,
We lift our hearts to Thee above: Do Thou our prayer attend.
Baptized into Thy Name,
We all have Christ put on:
O may Thy love our hearts inflame, The course of truth to run.
May carnal feelings die,
And fruits of faith increase; And Adam's nature prostrate lie Before the Prince of Peace.
Endue us, Lord, with strength, To triumph over sin :
That we may with Thy saints at length
1 So let our lips and lives express The holy Gospel we profess:
So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Savior God; When His salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin.
3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, Passion and envy, lust and pride; While justice, temperance, truth and love Our inward piety approve.
4 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord, And faith stands leaning on His Word.
1 BLEST Instructor! from Thy ways, Who can tell, how oft he strays! Save from error's growth my mind; Leave not, Lord, one root behind.
2 Purge me from the guilt, that lies Wrapt within my heart's disguise; Let me thence, by Thee renewed, Each presumptuous sin exclude.
3 Let my tongue, from error free, Speak the words approved by Thee; To Thine all-observing eyes Let my thoughts accepted rise.
4 So my lot shall ne'er be joined With the men, whose impious mind, Fearless of Thy just command, Braves the vengeance of Thy hand.
5 While I thus Thy Name adore, And Thy healing grace implore, Blest Redeemer, bow Thine ear! God, my Strength, propitious hear! James Merrick. 1765.
1 My God! permit me not to be A stranger to myself and Thee: Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love.
2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Savior, go?
3 Call me away from flesh and sense; Thy sovereign word can draw me thence: I would obey the Voice divine, And all inferior joys resign.
C. M. 10 THAT the Lord would guide my ways, To keep His statutes still!
O that my God would grant me grace To know and do His will!
2 Order my footsteps by Thy Word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 3 Assist my soul, too apt to stray, A stricter watch to keep; And should I e'er forget Thy way, Restore Thy wandering sheep.
4 Make me to walk in Thy commands; "Tis a delightful road:
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God.
1 WHO, O Lord, when life is o'er,
Shall to heaven's blest mansions soar? Who, an ever-welcome guest, In Thy holy place shall rest?
2 He whose heart Thy love has warmed; He whose will, to Thine conformed, Bids his life unsullied run;
He whose word and thought are one: 3 He who shuns the sinner's road, Loving those who love their God;. Who, with hope and faith unfeigned, Treads the path by Thee ordained; 4 He who trusts in Christ alone, Not in aught himself has done; He, great God, shall be Thy care, And Thy choicest blessings share.
Harriet Auber. 1829.
From James Merrick. 1765.
1 FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign Hand denies, Accepted at Thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise:
2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From every murmur free;
The blessings of Thy grace impart, And let me live to Thee.
3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine My path of life attend;
Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end. Anne Steele. 1760. a.
10 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 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet Messenger of rest!
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast. 3 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from Thy throne, And worship only Thee.
4 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.
10 COULD I find from day to day
A nearness to my God!
Then should my hours glide sweet away, And lean upon His Word.
2 Lord, I desire with Thee to live
Anew from day to day;
In joys the world can never give, Nor ever take away.
30 Jesus, come and rule my heart, And make me wholly Thine, That I may never more depart, Nor grieve Thy Love divine.
4 Thus till my last expiring breath Thy goodness I'll adore;
And when my flesh dissolves in death,
My soul shall love Thee more. Unknown. 1799.
Hier legt mein Sinn.
415 1 My soul before Thee prostrate lies; To Thee, her Source, my spirit flies; My wants I mourn, my chains I see: O let Thy presence set me free!
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