1. From ev'ry storm-y wind that blows, From ev'ry swelling tide of woes,

459 SEASONS L. M.

Arr. from Ignace Pleyel

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud with- 4 Have you no words? Ah! think again,
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw,[draw, Words flow apace when you complain,
Gives exercise to faith and love,
Brings every blessing from above.
3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight;
Prayer makes the Christian's armor
And Satan trembles when he sees [bright;
The weakest saint upon his knees.

460 ILLA L. M.

And fill your fellow-creature's ear
With the sad tale of all your care.
5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent
To heaven in supplication sent,
Your cheerful song would oftener be,
"Hear what the Lord has done for me."
William Cowper, 1779
Lowell Mason, 1841

1. Lord,dost Thou say, "Ask what thou wilt?" Then would I seize the gold- en hour:

I pray to be re leased from guilt, And freed from sin and

2 More of Thy presence, Lord, impart;
More of Thine image let me bear:
Erect Thy throne within my heart,
And reign without a rival there.

3 Give me to read my pardon sealed,
And from Thy joy to draw my strength:

Satan's power.

O! be Thy boundless love revealed

In all its height, and breadth, and length.
4 Grant these requests - I ask no more,
But to Thy care the rest resign:
Sick, or in health, or rich, or poor,
All shall be well, if Thou art mine.

463 PRAYER C. M.

254 2 4

Rev. Maltbie D. Babcock, 1889

2 He bows His gracious ear,
We never plead in vain;
Yet we must wait till He appear,
And pray, and pray again.

3 Though unbelief suggest,

Why should we longer wait?

He bids us never give Him rest,
But be importunate.

4 Jesus, the Lord, will hear

His chosen when they cry,
Yes, though He may a while forbear,
He'll help them from on high.