MIZPAH. L. M.

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JAMES MONTGOMERY.

MEAR. C. M.

A. WILLIAMS.

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to the Lamb!

2 Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and His Word?

3 What peaceful hours I then enjoyed!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.

4 Return, O holy Dove, return,

Sweet Messenger of rest!

I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,
And drove Thee from my breast.

5 The dearest idol I have known,

Whate'er that idol be,

Help me to tear it from Thy throne,
And worship only Thee.

6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

1 COME, let us to the Lord our God
With contrite hearts return!
Our God is gracious, nor will leave
The desolate to mourn.

2 His voice commands the tempest forth, And stills the stormy wave;

His arm, though it be strong to smite,

Is also strong to save.

3 Our hearts, if God we seek to know,
Shall know Him and rejoice;
His coming like the morn shall be;
Like morning songs His voice.

4 As dew upon the tender herb,

Diffusing fragrance round!
As showers that usher in the spring,
And cheer the thirsty ground;

5 So shall His presence bless our souls,
And shed a joyful light;

That hallowed morn shall chase away
The sorrows of the night.

10 FOR the happy hour

When God will hear our cry;
And send, with a reviving power,
His Spirit from on high.

2 We meet, we sing, we pray,

We listen to the Word,

In vain; we see no cheering ray,
No cheering voice is heard.

3 Our prayers are faint and dull,

And languid all our songs;
Where once with joy our hearts were full,
And rapture tuned our tongues.

4 While many seek Thy house,

How few, around Thy board,
Meet to recount their solemn vows,
And bless Thee as their Lord!

5 Thou, Thou alone canst give

Thy Gospel sure success;
Canst bid the dying sinner live
Anew in holiness.

6 Come, then, with power divine,
Spirit of life and love!

Then shall our people all be Thine,
Our Church, like that above.

1 REVIVE Thy work, O Lord,
Thy mighty arm make bare;
Speak with the voice that wakes the dead,
And make Thy people hear.

2 Revive Thy work, O Lord,

Disturb this sleep of death,
Quicken the smouldering embers now,
By Thine almighty breath.

3 Revive Thy work, O Lord,
Exalt Thy precious Name;
And, by the Holy Ghost, our love
For Thee and Thine inflame.

4 Revive Thy work, O Lord,

And give refreshing showers;
The glory shall be all Thine own,
The blessing, Lord, be ours.

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