I

MY

Y soul doth magnify the Lord,
My spirit doth rejoice

In God, my Saviour and my God;
I hear his joyful voice.

2 I need not go abroad for joy,
Who have a feast at home,

My sighs are turned to happy songs,
The Comforter is come.

3 Down from on high the blessed Dove
Is come into my breast,

To witness God's eternal love;
This is my heavenly feast.

A-men.

251

"REVIVE THY WORK."

J. Newton.

SICILIAN HYMN. 8-7.

Sicilian.

252

I SAVIOUR, visit thy plantation;
Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain:
All will come to desolation,
Unless thou return again.

2 Keep no longer at a distance ;-
Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of thine assistance,
Every plant should droop and die.
3 Let our mutual love be fervent ;
Make us prevalent in prayers;
Let each one esteemed thy servant,
Shun the world's enticing snares.
Break the tempter's fatal power;
Turn the stony heart to flesh;
And begin, from this good hour,
To revive thy work afresh.

4

KING ROBERT'S HYMN.

Tr. R. Palmer.

A-men.

BAYLEY. 6-4.

E. L. White.

ICOME, Holy Ghost,—in love

Shed on us from above Thine own bright ray! Divinely good thou art; Thy sacred gifts impart To gladden each sad heart: O come to-day!

2 Come, tenderest Friend, and best,

Our most delightful guest, With soothing power;

Rest, which the weary know, Shade, 'mid the noontide glow, Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow, Cheer us, this hour!

3 Come, Light serene, and still

Our inmost bosoms fill; Dwell in each breast:

We know no dawn but thine; Send forth thy beams divine, On our dark souls to shine, And make us blest!

4 Come, all the faithful bless;

Let all who Christ confess, His praise employ : Give virtue's rich reward; Victorious death accord, And, with our glorious Lord, Eternal joy!

I

PASS

Copyright, in "Golden Shower," by Wm. B. Bradbury.

ASS me not, O God, our Father!
Sinful though my heart may be;
Thou might'st leave me, but the rather
Let thy mercy light on me-

Even me; even me.
Let thy mercy light on me.

2 Pass me not, O gracious Saviour!
Let me live and cling to thee;
For I'm longing for thy favor;
While thou 'rt calling, call thou me—
Even me; even me.

While thou 'rt calling, call thou me.

3 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit!

Thou canst make the blind to see;

253. CONTINUED.

Witnesser of Jesus' merit!

Speak some word of power to me-
Even me; even me.

Speak some word of power to me.

4 Love of God-so pure and changeless;
Blood of Christ-so rich and free;
Grace of God-so strong and boundless,
Magnify it all in me!

Even me; even me.

Magnify it all in me.

EVEN ME.

A-men.

Ο

WHERE shall rest be found

Rest for the weary soul?

'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound,
Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give

The bliss for which we sigh:
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

3 Beyond this vale of tears,
There is a life above,

Unmeasured by the flight of years;
And all that life is love.

FORGIVE my folly, O Lord most holy;

Cleanse me from every stain;

For thee I languish; pity my anguish,
Nor let my sighing be vain.

2 Deeply repenting, sorely lamenting
All my departures from thee;

And now returning, thine absence mourning
Lord, show thy mercy to me.

3 Sinful, unworthy, trembling before thee,
Here at thy cross will I kneel;

Thy love once bleeding, now interceding,
Shall for my ransom avail.

4 Through thy rich merit, by thy free Spirit,
Comfort my desolate soul:

Heavenly Physician, in kind compassion
Now bid the wounded be whole.

A-men.