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ON WORSHIP.

LET deepest silence all around

Its peaceful shelter spread ;

So shall that living word abound,
That word that wakes the dead.

2 How sweet to wait upon the Lord,
In stillness and in prayer!

What though no preacher speak the word, A minister is there.

3 A minister of wondrous skill
True graces to impart ;

He teaches all the Father's will,
And preaches to the heart.

He dissipates the coward's fears,
And bids the coldest glow;

He speaks; and lo! the softest tear
Of deep contrition flow,

He knows to bend the heart of steel,
He bows the loftiest soul;
O'er all we think and all we feel,
How matchless His control.

6 And Oh! how precious is His love
In tenderest touches given;
It whispers of the bliss above,
And stays the soul on heaven.

7 From mind to mind, in streams of joy,
The holy influence spreads;

'Tis peace, 'tis praise, without alloy,
For God that influence sheds.

8 'Twas thus, where God Himself is known
To shine without a cloud,

The angel myriads round His throne,
In solemn silence bow'd.

9 And all were still and silent long,
Nor dared one note to raise,
Till burst the vast ecstatic song,
And heaven was fill'd with praise.

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J. J. Gurney.

SECRET, YET REVEALED.

KNOW Thee, Saviour, who Thou art,
Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend;

Nor wilt Thou with the night depart,
But stay and love me to the end.
Thy mercies never shall remove,
Thy Nature and Thy Name is Love.

2 The Sun of Righteousness on me

Hath risen, with healing in His wings, Wither'd my nature's strength, from Thee My soul its life and succour brings ; My help is all laid up above

Thy Nature and Thy Name is Love.

Wesley.

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PRAISE.

HEN all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys;

Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

2 O! how shall words with equal warmth, The gratitude declare,

That glows within my ravish'd heart!
But Thou canst read it there.

3 Unnumbered comforts to my soul,
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whence those comforts flowed.

4 When in the slippery paths of youth,
With heedless steps I ran,

Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe
And led me up to man.

5 Through hidden dangers, toils, and death, It gently clear'd my way;

And through the pleasing snares of vice
More to be fear'd than they.

6 When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou,
With health renew'd my face;
And when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.

7 Ten thousand, thousand precious gifts,
My daily thanks employ ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.

8 Through all eternity to Thee,
A joyful song I'll raise,
But, O! eternity's too short,
To utter all Thy praise.

Addison.

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PRAYER ANSWERED BY CROSSES.

ASK'D the Lord that I might grow
In faith, and love, and every grace;
Might more of His salvation know,
And seek more earnestly His face.

2 'Twas He who taught me thus to pray,
And He, I trust, has answered prayer;
But it has been in such a way,

As almost drove me to despair;

3 I hop'd that in some favour'd hour,
At once He'd answer my request,
And by His love's constraining power,
Subdue my sins and give me rest.

4 Instead of this, He made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart,
And let the angry powers of hell,
Assault my soul in every part.

5 Yea, more, with His own hand He seem d
Intent to aggravate my woe;
Cross'd all the fair designs I schem❜d,
Blasted my gourds, and laid me low.

6 "Lord, why is this?" I trembling cried,
“Wilt Thou pursue Thy worm to death?
"'Tis in this way," the Lord replied,
"I answer prayer for grace and faith.

7 "These inward trials I employ,

From self and pride to set thee free, And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou mayst seck thy all in me."

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TEMPTATION.

HE billows swell, the winds are high,
clouds overcast my wintry sky;

Out of the depths to Thee I call,—

My fears are great, my strength is small.

2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform,

And guide and guard me through the storm;
Defend me from each threatening ill,
Control the waves,-say, "Peace, be still."

3 Amidst the roaring of the sea,

My soul still hangs her hope on Thee;
Thy constant love, Thy faithful care,
Is all that saves me from despair.

4 Dangers of every shape and name,
Attend the followers of the Lamb;
Who leave the world's deceitful shore,
And leave it to return no more.

5 Though tempest-tossed and half a wreck,
My Saviour through the floods I seek,
Let neither winds nor stormy main
Force back my shattered bark again.

Cowper.

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EVER PRAYING.

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N this world of conflict straying,
Wheresoe'er my lot may be !

Ever watchful, ever praying,
Ever praying, Lord! to Thee.

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