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2-I hear it at the evening tide,
When fitful shadows round us glide,
Still whispering gently at my side,
"There's rest in heaven."

3-E'en at noon's busy hour I hear
The same sweet word accost my ear,
With power to stay the rising tear,-
"There's rest in heaven."

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 I may dwell upon as mine,

That "rest in heaven."

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1-Prayer is the breath of God in man,

Returning whence it came;

Love is the sacred fire within,
And prayer the rising flame.

C.M.

2-It gives the burdened spirit ease,
And soothes the troubled breast,
Yields comfort to the mourning soul,
And to the weary rest.

3-The prayers and praises of the saints,
Like precious odours sweet,
Ascend and spread a rich perfume
Around the mercy-seat.

4-When God inclines the heart to pray, He hath an ear to hear;

To Him there's music in a groan,
And beauty in a tear.

5-The humble suppliant cannot fail
To have his wants supplied,
Since He for sinners intercedes,
Who once for sinners died.

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BEDDOME.

Psalm xviii. 1.

6.8.

1-Thee will I love, my strength, my tower;
Thee will I love, my joy, my crown;
Thee will I love with all my power,
In all Thy works, and Thee alone :
Thee will I love till sacred fire
Fills my whole soul with pure desire.

2-Ah! why did I so late Thee know,
Thee lovelier than the sons of men?
Ah! why did I no sooner go

To Thee, the only ease in pain?
Ashamed I sigh and inly mourn,
That I so late to Thee did turn.

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;
I thank Thee, who hast overthrown

My foes, and healed my wounded mind;
I thank Thee, whose enlivening voice.
Bids my free'd heart in Thee rejoice.

5-Uphold me in the upward race,
Nor suffer me again to stray;
Strengthen my feet with steady pace
Still to press forward in Thy way :
Let all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory now unite.

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.

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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 ;
But not in malice let the crime be told,
Nor publish to the world the evil taint.

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,
Feel as one member in another's pain;
Win back the soul that His fair path forsook,
And mighty and eternal is the gain.

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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
Thy rule, thy guide, thy light.

2-Here is the spring where waters flow
To quench our heat of sin;

Here is the tree where truth doth grow,
To lead our lives therein.

3-Here is the Judge that stints the strife, When men's devices fail;

Here is the bread that feeds the life
Which death cannot assail.

4-The tidings of salvation dear

Come to our ears from hence;
The fortress of our faith is here,
Our shield, and our defence.

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