4 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.
5 So shall His presence bless our souls,

And shed a joyful light;
That hallowed morn shall chase away
The sorrows of the night.


1169 Let him return to the Lord, and He will

RETAnd Seek an injured "Father's face ;

have mercy upon him.- Isa. 55. 7.


Those warm desires that in thee burn

Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, O wanderer, return,

And seek a Father's melting heart;
His pitying eyes thy grief discern,

His hand shall heal thy inward smart. 3 Return, O wanderer, return,

Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live;
Go to His bleeding feet, and learn

How freely Jesus can forgive.
4 Return, O wanderer, return,

And wipe away the falling tear;
'Tis God who says, “No longer mourn;"
'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near.

W. B. COLLYER. 1812. 1170 I perish with hunger. I will arise, and go

to my Father.—Luke 15. 17, 18.
TEARY of wandering from my God,

And now made willing to return,

I hear, and bow me to the rod;
For Him, not without hope, I mourn;
I have an Advocate above,

A Friend before the throne of love. 2 O Jesus, full of truth and grace,

More full of grace than I of sin ;
Yet once again I seek Thy face,
Open Thine arms and take me in;
And freely my backslidings heal,

And love the faithless sinner still.
3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back,

My fallen spirit to restore;
On! for Thy truth and mercy's sake,
Forgive, and bid me sin no more;

ruins of my soul repair,
And make my heart a house of prayer.
4 Ah! give me, Lord, the tender heart,

That trembles at the approach of sin;
A godly fear of sin impart,
Implant, and root it deep within ;
That I may dread Thy gracious power,
And never dare offend Thee more.

C. WESLEY. 1740.


10.4. 1171

Thou shalt guide me with_Thy counsel, and

afterward receive me to glory.-Ps. 73. 24. 1 EAD, kindly Light, amid the encircling Lead Thou me on;

[gloom, The night is dark, and I am far from home;

Lead Thou me on.

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Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see

The distant scene; one step enough for me. 2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou

Shouldst lead me on ;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now

Lead Thou me on ;
I loved the garish days, and spite of fears,
Pride ruled


will : remember not past years ! 3 So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still

Will lead me on O’er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till

The night is gone, And with the morn those angel-faces smile Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.

J. H. NEWMAN. 1833.

L.M. 1172 But be not Thou far from me, O Lord.

Ps. 22. 19. 1 END me, O Lord, Thy softening cloud,

, Lest in the desert I be proud,

Forgetful whence the sunbeams flow. 2 Lend me, O Lord, Thy fire Divine When darkness hides Thee from

my soul, Lest in the desert I repine,

Forgetful whence the shadows roll.
3 Be Thou the shade on my right hand,

When in my strength I stand alone;
And when in night I lose the land,

Be Thou my Star, my guiding One. 4 Thy cloud that meets me in the day

Is but the shadow of Thy wing,
Concealing from my sight the way
That faith alone may homeward bring.

5 Thy fire that meets me in the night

Is the full brightness of Thy face,
Revealing through my tears a light
That leads me to Thy dwelling-place.

1173 They left their nets

, and followed Him.

Matt. 4. 20.


1 ESUS, at Thy command

I launch into the deep,
And leave


native land,
Where sin lulls all asleep:
For Thee I fain would all resign,

And sail to heaven with Thee and Thine. 2 Thou art my Pilot wise;

My compass is Thy word;
My soul each storm defies,

While I have such a Lord.
I trust Thy faithfulness and power

To save me in the trying hour.
3 Though rocks and quicksands deep

Through all my passage lie,
Yet Christ will safely keep,

And guide me with His eye;
My anchor, hope, shall firm abide,

And I each boisterous storm outride. 4 By faith I see the land,

The port of endless rest;
My soul, thy sails expand,

And fly to Jesus' breast.
O may I reach the heavenly shore,

Where winds and waves distress no more. 5 Whene'er becalmed I lie,

And storms forbear to toss,

Be Thou, dear Lord, still nigh,

Lest I should suffer loss :
For more the treacherous calm I dread

Than tempests bursting o'er my head.
6 Come, heavenly wind, and blow

A prosperous gale of grace,
To waft from all below

To heaven, my destined place:
Then, in full sail, my port I'll find,
And leave the world and sin behind.

A. M. TOPLADY. 1776.


Strangers and pilgrims.—Heb. 11. 13.
HAPPY band of pilgrims,

If onward ye will tread
With Jesus as your Fellow,

To Jesus as your Head !
2 O happy if ye labour

As Jesus did for men :
O happy if ye hunger

As Jesus hungered then!
3 The cross that Jesus carried

He carried as your due:
The crown that Jesus weareth

He weareth it for you.
4 The faith by which ye see Him,

The hope in which ye yearn,
The love that through all troubles

To Him alone will turn.
5 The trials that beset you,

The sorrows ye endure,
The manifold temptations

That death alone can cure, —

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