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2 Exert thy sacred influence here,
And here thy suppliants bless;
Their accents of distress.
May this thy flock be fed!
To Zion's mountain led.
354. C. M. Steele. An Appeal to a Mediator, in view of National Judgments.
Whose judgments yet delay,,
And gives us leave to pray.
But let us not despair;
To penitence and prayer.
This blessed hope we owe;
While we implore below.
Attend our humble cry!
Destructive from thine eye.
Awaits thy dread command,
And save a guilty land !
355. C. M.
That they may learn thy fear.
2 Our offspring we would thus present,
To thy compassion, Lord;
Their choosing folly's road.3 Conduct them through a world of cares,
And keep them near to thee;
Teach them, O Lord, to flee. 4 Their parents bless with heavenly skill,
Their tender minds to sway,
Thy precepts to obey. 5 And when our toils on earth are done,
And thou shalt bid us come,
And take our children home.
356. C. M. Rippon's Selection.
Prayer for children.
To bless our rising race;
To thy triumphant grace.
Their happiness to see!
To lead their souls to thee. 3 Thy gracious Spirit pour
Upon our infant seed;
That makes them free indeed.
Through the baptismal stream. 5
Thus let our favour'd race
Surround thy sacred board,
And sing their Saviour God.
357. C. M. Williams. Calmness and Thankfulness desired. W BUST the listek, protecting Power, And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be fill'd. 2 Thy love the power of thought bestow'd,
To thee my thoughts would soar; Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd,
That mercy I adore.
Thy ruling hand I see !
Because conferr'd by thee.
In every pain I bear,
Or seek relief in prayer.
Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resign'd when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye without a tear
The gathering storm shall see;
That heart shall rest on thee.
358. C. M.
Prepare to meet thy God.
Prepare to meet thy God!"
Sunk down beneath a load.
2 What shall I do to find relief?
Ah! whither shall I flee? Or how be melted into grief?
Dear Saviour, pity me! 3 A word roll'd through my throbbing breast,
I am the way to heaven;
Believe, and be forgiven.
the nail, the spear; I thought upon his wounded side,
And hop'd my guilt was there.
And joy and sorrow fow'd;
Reliev'd me of my load.
My blessed Saviour more! With stronger faith may I believe, With all my powers adore.
359. C. M.
As faith on him reclin'd.
My burthen'd heart reliev'd,
Lest I should be deceiv'd.
While they themselves contend, Awake the fervency of
prayer, And both my soul befriend. 4 Does unbelief mine eye bedim ?
Fear hastes to seek relief,
And thence my hope revives again,
And triumphs o'er its grief. 5 The hope of his approving smile,
Fear of his chastening rod, Move and assist us all the while,
To intercourse with God. 6 This filial fear, O Lord, increase,
All hurtful fears remove; Grant me from sin a full release, And fill me with thy love.
360. S. M.
Coming before the Church.
And make ihy church their hon.e. 2 Obedient to thy call,
I come to Zíon now,
And do thy will below. 3 O, I remember well,
When lost to all that's good, And sinking to the flames of hell,
How I was sav'd by blood. 4 Dissolv'd in pious grief,
And venting broken sighs;
And wip'd my streaming eyes. 5 Saviour, if then I felt
The pangs of pious grief, Now make my callous
bosom melt, And grant renew'd relief.
361. C. M. The sweetness of Repentance. SWEET were the tears that once I shed,