And let the church on earth become
Blest as, the church above.
6 Come as the wind, with "rushing sound,"
And Pentecostal grace,
That all of woman born may see
The glory of thy face..
7 Spirit divine, attend our prayer,
And make this house thy home;
Descend with all thy gracious powers;
O, come, Great Spirit, come!
247.-L. M. Erection of a Church. [N. Ar. 631.
HIS house, O Lord, for thee we raise,
Long may-it echo with thy praise,
And thou, descending, fill the place,
With choicest tokens of thy grace.
2 Here let the great Redeemer reign,
With all the glories of his train;
While power divine his word attends,
To conquer foes and cheer his friends.
3 And in the great decisive day,
When thou the nations shalt survey,
May it before the world appear,
That crowds were born to glory here.
Dedication. [New Ar. 632.
1 WITHIN this house, O Lord our God,
In glory now appear;
Make it a place of thine abode,
And shed thy blessings here.
2 When we thine awful seat surround,
Thy Spirit, Lord, impart ;
And let thy gospel's joyful sound,
With power reach every heart
3 Here let the blind their sight obtain,
Here give the mourners rest;
Let Jesus here triumphant reign,
Enthroned in every breast.
4 Here let the voice of sacred joy,
And humble prayer arise;
Till higher strains our tongues employ,
In realms beyond the skies.
249.-C. M. Opening a house of worship.[N.A.633.
SHEPHERD of thy people, hear;
presence now display:
Thou that hast given a house of prayer,
Now give us hearts to pray.
2 Within these walls let holy peace,
And love and concord dwell;
Here give the troubled conscience ease,
The wounded spirit heal.
3 May we in faith receive thy word,
In faith present our prayers;
And in the presence of the Lord
Unbosom all our cares.
4 And may the gospel's joyful sound,
By thine Almighty grace,
Awaken slumb'ring sinners round
To come and fill the place.
Prayer for Ministers. [New Ar. 509
ATHER of mercies, bow thine ear,
Attentive to our earnest prayer;
We plead for those who plead for thee;
Successful may they ever be.
2 Clothe them with energy divine,
And let their messages be thine:
To them thy sacred truth reveal;
Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal.
3 Teach them to sow the precious seed;
Teach them, thy chosen flock to feed;
Teach them, immortal souls to gain-
Souls that will well reward their pain.
4 Let thronging multitudes around,
Hear from their lips the joyful sound:
In humble strains thy grace implore,
And feel thy new-creating power.
5 How great their work, how vast their charge; Do thou their anxious souls enlarge,
Till light through distant realms be spread,
And Zion rear her drooping head.
251.-C. M. Prayer for the Minister. [N. A. 510. 1 CHIEF Shepherd of thy chosen sheep,
From death and sin set free,
May every under-shepherd keep,
His eye intent on thee.
2 With plenteous grace their hearts prepare,
To execute thy will;
Compassion, patience, love, and care,
And faithfulness and skill.
3 Inflame their minds with holy zeal,
The flock to feed and teach,
And let them live, and let them feel,
The sacred truths they preach.
4 O nover let the sheep complain,
That toys which fools amuse-
Ambition, pleasure, praise, or gain-
Debase the shepherd's views.
252.-S. M. Morning Thanksgiving. [N. A. 634.
SERENE I laid me down,
Beneath his guardian care;
I slept, and I awoke and found
My kind Preserver near.
2 Thus, does thine arm support
This weak, defenceless frame:
But whence these favours, Lord, to me,
All worthless as I am?
3 O, how shall I repay
The bounties of my God?
This feeble spirit pants beneath
The pleasing, painful load.
4 My life I would anew
Devote O Lord, to thee;
And in thy service I would spend
A long eternity.
Evening. [New Arrang. 639.
1 NOW, from labour and from care,
Evening shades have set me free;
In the work of praise and prayer,
Lord, I would converse with thee:
O, behold me from above;
Fill me with a Saviour's love.
2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and wo,
Wither all my earthly joys;
Naught can charm me here below,
But my Saviour's melting voice:
Lord, forgive; thy grace restore,
Make me thine for evermore
3 For the blessings of this day,
For the mercies of this hour,
For the gospel's cheering ray,
For the Spirit's quick'ning power;
Grateful notes to thee I raise,
O, accept my song of praise.
Sabbath Evening. [New Ar. 638.
1 ANOTHER day has pass'd along,
And we are nearer to the tomb :
Nearer to join the heav'nly song,
Or hear the last eternal doom.
2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve,
And soft the sunbeams ling'ring there;
For these blest hours the world I leave,
Wafted on wings of faith and prayer.
3 The time, how lovely and how still;
Peace shines and smiles on all below;
The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill,
All fair with evening's setting glow.
4 Season of rest; the tranquil soul •
Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love;
And while these sacred moments roll,
Faith sees a smiling heaven above.
5 Nor will our days of toil be long;
Our pilgrimage will soon be trod,
And we shall join the ceaseless song-
The endless Sabbath of our God.
WHEN beauty clothes the fertile vale,
And birds their chorus'sing,
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