3 We pray to thee---receive our prayer ; We thank thee, Lord-accept our praise Bestow the solace of thy care, And keep our footsteps in thy ways. 4 Uplift our thoughts above the things Which tend to darken and depress, Which elevate, and calm, and bless. L. MI. 11 Away from earth our souls retreat ; And wait and worship near thy seat. 2 If Satan rage, and sin grow strong, Here we receive some cheering word ; We gird the gospel armour on, To fight the battles of the Lord. 3 Or, if our spirit faints and dies, Our conscience galled with inward stings: Here doth the righteous Sun arise With healing beams beneath his wings. 4 Father! my soul would still abide Within thy temple, near thy side ; But, since my feet must hence depart, Still keep thy dwelling in my heart. 12 S. M. Thy promised presence claim! Assembled in thy name. Which thou hast freely given; That we may meet in heaven. But, oh, thyself reveal! Thy mighty comfort feel ! The death of sin remove, In hope of perfect love! 13 S. J. Where my Redeemer God And sheds his love abroad. To which the great resort, Where Jesus holds his court. 3 Here on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crown'u, And smile on all around. 4 To him their prayers and cries Each humble soul presents; And grants them all their wants. C. M. 14 Thy presence now display, So gire us hearts to pray. Our joyful hopes to raise, That we may render praise. The humbled mind beston, To make our graces grow. In faith present our prayers, presence of our Lord Unbosom all our cares. 12 S. M. Thy promised presence claim! Assembled in thy name. Which thou hast freely given; We meet on earth for thy dear sake, That we may meet in heaven. But, oh, thyself reveal! Thy mighty comfort feel ! The death of sin remove, In hope of perfect love! 13 S, M. my Redeemer God And sheds his love abroad. 2 Not the fair palaces To which the great resort, Where Jesus holds his court. 2 That rich, atoning blood, Which sprinkled round we see, An all-prevailing plea. 3 Beyond our utmost wants, His love and power can bless ; More than they can express. 4 Thine image, Lord, bestow, Thy presence and thy love; We ask to serve thee here below, And reign with thee above. S. M. 17 And Christ invites us near ; And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs ; He pardons every day ; Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our way. 3 How large his bounties are ! What varied stores of good, Diffused from our Redeemer's hand, And purchased with his blood ! |