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3

4

Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that great day;
O wash me in Thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

A few more suns shall set
O'er these dark hills of time,

And we shall be where suns are not,
A far serener clime:

Then, O my Lord, prepare

My soul for that blest day;
O wash me in Thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

A few more storms shall beat
On this wild rocky shore,

And we shall be where tempests cease,
And surges swell no more:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that calm day;
O wash me in Thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

A few more struggles here,
A few more partings o'er,

A few more toils, a few more tears,
And we shall weep no more:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that bright day;
O wash me in Thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

5

6

A few more Sabbaths here Shall cheer us on our way; And we shall reach the endless rest, The eternal Sabbath-day: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that sweet day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away.

'Tis but a little while

And He shall come again,

Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare

My soul for that glad day;

O wash me in Thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

XII. SPECIAL OCCASIONS.

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'But will God in very deed dwell with
men on the earth?'

1 THIS stone to Thee in faith we lay;
We build the temple, Lord, to Thee;
Thine eye be open night and day

To guard this house and sanctuary.

2 Here, when Thy people seek Thy face, And dying sinners pray to live,

Here Thou in heaven, Thy dwelling-place, And when Thou hearest, O forgive.

3 Here, when Thy messengers proclaim
The blessed gospel of Thy Son,
Still by the power of His great name
Be mighty signs and wonders done.

4 Hosanna! to their heavenly King When children's voices raise that song, Hosanna! let their angels sing,

And heaven with earth the strain prolong.

5 But will, indeed, JEHOVAH deign
Here to abide, no transient guest?
Here will the world's Redeemer reign,
And here the Holy Spirit rest.

6 That glory never hence depart!

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Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone;
Thy kingdom come to every heart,
In every bosom fix Thy throne.

6, 6; 4, 4, 4, 4.

'Behold I lay in Zion a chief corner-
stone, elect, precious.'

1 CHRIST is our Corner-stone,
On Him alone we build;

With His true saints alone

The courts of heaven are filled:
On His great love
Our hopes we place
Of present grace
And joys above.

2 Oh! then with hymns of praise
These hallowed courts shall ring;
Our voices we will raise,

The Three in One to sing,
And thus proclaim
In joyful song,

Both loud and long,
That glorious Name.

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3 Here, gracious God, do Thou
For evermore draw nigh;
Accept each faithful vow,
And mark each suppliant sigh:
In copious shower

On all who pray,
Each holy day,
Thy blessing pour.

4 Here may we gain from heaven
The grace which we implore;
And may that grace, once given,
Be with us evermore,

Until that day

When all the blest
To endless rest
Are called away!

L. M.

'Praying also for us, that God would open
unto us a door of utterance, to speak the
mystery of Christ.'

1 POUR out Thy Spirit from on high;
Lord, Thine assembled servants bless;
Graces and gifts to each supply,

And clothe Thy priests with righteousness.

2 Within Thy temple when they stand
To teach the truth, as taught by Thee,
Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand
The angels of the churches be.