HEATH. C. M. L. MASON. 528 1 RELIGION is the chief concern 2 More needful this than glittering wealth, 3 Religion should our thoughts engage 4 Oh, may my heart, by grace renewed, 529 The Morning. 4 We wait in faith, we wait in prayer, 5 Oh, guide us till our night is done! 1 WHATEVER dims thy sense of truth, Though light as breath of summer air, 2 Preserve the tablet of thy thoughts While the Redeemer's lowly faith ANON. 3 And pray of God, that grace be given 1 WE wait in faith, in prayer we wait, 2 We wait in faith, and turn our face 3 And even now, amid the gray, The east is brightening fast, And kindling to that perfect day, Which never shall be past. Speed us on our forward way, 2 We are pilgrims, and our goal Is that distant land whose bourne Is the haven of the soul; Where the mourners cease to mourn, Where the Saviour's hand will dry Every tear from every eye. 3 Lead us thither! thou dost know All the way; but wanderers we Often miss our path below, And stretch out our hands to thee; Guide us, save us, and prepare Our appointed mansion there! 537 Living Faith FRITZ & SCOLETT. 1 YE who think the truth ye sow Consecration. 1 Now, O God, thine own I am! Now I give thee back thine own: Freedom, friends, and health and fame, Consecrate to thee alone: Thine I live-thrice happy I! Happy still if thine I die." 2 Take me, Lord, and all my powers; Tame my mind, and heart, and will; All my goods and all my hours, All I know, and all I feel, 1 Love divine, all love excelling, All thy faithful mercies crown. 2 Breathe, oh, breathe, thy loving spirit Into every troubled breast; Let us all in thee inherit, Let us find thy promised rest. Let us all thy life receive; Graciously come down, and never, By thine all-sufficient merit, Every burdened soul release; Every weary, wandering spirit Guide into thy perfect peace. 1 Is it true that angels hear us, When we sing our songs of praise? That bright wings are waving near us, When to heaven our thoughts we raise? Is it true that when we're praying Radiant forms are bending near? That they know what we are saying, And our every word can hear? 2 Do they come on holy missions From our Father's home above, To return with our petitions, And our songs of praise and love? Can we doubt since that bright legion Came rejoicing to the earth, Leaving the celestial region To announce the Saviour's birth? 3 And if men have heard their chorus, For it is of heavenly love; And the very air is ringing |