2-I hear it at the evening tide, 3-E'en at noon's busy hour I hear 4-Blest words! which tell of nought but joy, Of endless rest without alloy, Well may they oft our thoughts employ— "There's rest in heaven." 5-Spirit of life and love divine, Subdue my heart and make it Thine, That "rest in heaven." 1-Prayer is the breath of God in man, Returning whence it came; Love is the sacred fire within, C.M. 2-It gives the burdened spirit ease, 3-The prayers and praises of the saints, 4-When God inclines the heart to pray, He hath an ear to hear; To Him there's music in a groan, 5-The humble suppliant cannot fail 66 BEDDOME. Psalm xviii. 1. 6.8. 1-Thee will I love, my strength, my tower; 2-Ah! why did I so late Thee know, To Thee, the only ease in pain? 3-In darkness willingly I strayed; I heard Thee, yet from Thee I roved; Far wide my wandering thoughts were spread; Thy creatures more than Thee I loved : And now, if more at length I see, 'Tis through Thy light, and comes from Thee. 4-I thank Thee, uncreated Sun, That Thy bright beams on me have shined; My foes, and healed my wounded mind; 5-Uphold me in the upward race, 6-Thee will I love, my joy, my crown; Thee will I love, my Lord, my God; Thee will I love, beneath Thy frown, Or smile,-Thy sceptre, or Thy rod; What though my flesh and heart decay, Thee shall I love in endless day. WESLEY. 67 Galat. vi. 1. P.M. 1-Look thou with pity on a brother's fall, But dwell not with stern anger on his fault; The grace of God alone holds thee, holds all; Were that withdrawn, thou too would'st swerve and halt. 2-Lead back the wanderer to the Saviour's fold; That were an action worthy of a saint ; 3-The Saviour suffers when His children slide ; Then is His holy name by men blasphem'd, And He afresh is mocked, and crucified Even by those His bitter death redeemed. 4-Rebuke the sin, but yet in love rebuke, 68 Psalm cxix. 105. C.M. 1-Would'st thou be wise, and know the Lord? Would'st thou believe aright? Make the blest volume of His word 2-Here is the spring where waters flow Here is the tree where truth doth grow, 3-Here is the Judge that stints the strife, When men's devices fail; Here is the bread that feeds the life 4-The tidings of salvation dear Come to our ears from hence; |