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

Tune 14.

A heart that always feels thy blood
So freely shed for me!

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My dear Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.

3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,

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

4 A heart in every thought renewed,
And filled with love divine;

Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,
A copy, Lord, of thine.

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ;
Come quickly from above;

Write thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new, best name of love.

10s & 7s.

454.

Tune 185.

To the soul that seeks him Christ is gracious;
They who wait, ne'er wait in vain,
But experience him a God propitious;

He the feeble doth sustain :

Hungry souls he on rich pastures feedeth,

Those who thirst, to living waters leadeth, Hears the needy sinner's cry,

And to help and save is nigh.

2 Hath he joined us with the church, sojourning Here on earth, may we abide

With loins girt, feet shod, and lamps brightburning,

As he comes to call his bride: Watching, praying, wrestling with temptation Waiting, hoping, looking for salvation, May we to the end endure, Making our election sure.

L. M.

455.

Tune 22.

My Saviour, that I without thee
Can nothing do, rejoices me:
For all the grace thou dost bestow,
I fain my gratitude would show.

2 Though weak and
poor, I am thine own;
All praise is due to thee alone,
That thou, when humbly I appear
'Fore thee, in mercy drawest near.

3 When pride would stir within my breast, I find no happiness nor rest;

But, walking in humility,

Have perfect peace and joy in thee.
4 Oh keep me contrite, low, and poor;
Thus shall I praise thee evermore;
Myself thrice blessed I can call,
When I am nought and thou my all.

L. M.

456.

Tune 22.

My soul before thee prostrate lies,
To thee, its source, my spirit flies;
Oh turn to me thy cheering face:
I'm poor, enrich me with thy grace.

2 Deeply convinced of sin, I cry,
In thy death, Saviour, let me die;
Oh may the world, may self and pride
In me henceforth be crucified.

3 Take full possession of my heart,
To me thy lowly mind impart;

7s.

Break nature's bonds, and let me see;
He whom thou free'st, indeed is free.
4 My heart in thee and in thy ways
Delights, yet from thy presence strays;
Oh, keep, I pray, my wavering mind
Stayed upon thee, to thee resigned.
5 I know that nought in me avails,
Here all my strength and wisdom fails;
Who bids a sinful heart be clean?
Thou only, Saviour of lost men.

6 Still will I wait, O Lord, on thee,
Till in thy light the light I see;
Till thou in my behalf appear,
To banish every doubt and fear.

7 All my own schemes, each fond design, I to thy better will resign;

Impress this deeply on my breast,
That I in thee am truly blest.

8 Then even in storms I thee shall know,
My sure support and refuge too;
In every trial I shall

prove, Assuredly, that God is love.

CHILDREN of the heavenly king!
As ye journey, sweetly sing!
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise,
Glorious in his works and ways!
2 We are traveling home to God,
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now,
and we
Soon their happiness shall see.

3 Foes are round us, but we stand

On the borders of our land:

C. M.

Jesus, God's exalted Son,
Bids us undismayed go on.

4 Onward then we gladly press
Through this earthly wilderness:
Only, Lord, our leader be,
And we still will follow thee.

5 Seal our love, our labors end;
Let us to thy bliss ascend;
Let us to thy kingdom come;
Lord, we long to be at home.

458.

DEAR Lord! accept a sinful heart,
Which of itself complains,

Tune 14,

And mourns, with much and frequent smart, The evil it contains.

2 How eager are my thoughts to roam
In quest of what they love!

But ah! when duty calls them home,
How heavily they move!

3 Oh cleanse me in a Saviour's blood,
Transform me by thy power;
Oh make me thy beloved abode,
And let me rove no more.

C. M.

459.

Tune 14.

GRACIOUS Redeemer, Lamb of God,
I thirst alone for thee;

I long to enjoy thy saving grace,
And taste thy mercy free.

2 For mercy, mercy, Lord, I ask;
This is the total sum;

Mercy, good Lord, is all my suit;
Oh let thy mercy come!

3 Search me, O God, and know my heart,
Try me, and know each thought:
On me look down in mercy, Lord,
Whom thou with blood hast bought.

4 My faithless heart, O gracious Lord,
Correct with gentle hand;
In every danger help afford,
Alone I cannot stand.

5 Without thy favor while I live
Life but a burden is;

Nought else can satisfaction give,
Experience shows me this.

pray;

6 Haste then, O Lord, to thee I
Impart to me thy grace,
That when this life is fled away,
In heaven I may have place.

S. M.

BROTHERLY LOVE.

460.

BLEST be the tie that binds

Our hearts in christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

2 Before our Father's throne

Tune 595.

We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

3 We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear,

And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.