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2 'The calm retreat, the silent shade,

With prayer and praise agree;
And seem, by thy sweet bounty, made

For those who follow thee.

3 There, if thy spirit touch the soul,

And grace her mean abode ;
O with what peace, and joy, and love,

She communes with her God.

4 There, like the nightingale, she pours

Her solitary lays;
Nor asks a witness of her song,

Nor thirsts for human praise.

5 Author and Guardian of my life,

Sweet Source of light divine,
And all harmonious names in one,

My Father - thou art mine!

464.

C. M.

J. J. GURNEY
Silent Worship.
1 Let deepest silence all around

Its peaceful shelter spread;
So shall the living word abound,

The word that wakes the dead.

2 How sweet to wait upon the Lord

In stillness and in prayer!
What though no preacher speak the word

A minister is there :

3 He knows to bend the heart of steel,

He bows the loftiest soul;
O'er all we think and all we feel,
How matchless his control!

4 And, O, how precious is his love

In tender mercy given;
It whispers of the blest above,

And stays the soul on heaven.
5 From mind to mind, in streams of joy

The holy influence spreads;
'Tis peace, 't is praise without alloy

For God that influence sheds.

6 To thee, O God, we still will pray,

And praise thee as before ;
For this thy glorious gospel-day,

Teach us to praise thee more.

465.
L. M. 61.

BOWRING "Help thou my unbelief." 1 If listening, as I listen still,

O God! to thine instructive word,
In spite of all my spirit's will,

Some whispering voice of doubt is heard, -
That voice spontaneous from the soul,

Which nought can check and nought control; 2 If when most earnestly I pray

For light, for aid, for strength from thee,
Some struggling thoughts will force their way

And break my soul's serenity ;-
If reason, thy best gift, will hold

The sceptre only half controlled :-
3 Help and forgive ! heaven's alphabet

Hath many a word of mystery;
I read not all thy record yet,

Though perseveringly I try;
But teach me, Lord! and none shall be
More prompt, more pleased to learn of thco.

466.

S. M.

HERBERT.
Doing all to the Glory of God.
1 Teach mė, my God and King

In all things thee to see;
And what I do in anything,

To do it as for thee.

2 To scorn the senses' sway,

While still to thee I tend;
In all I do be thou the way,-

In all be thou the end.

3 All may of thee partake:

Nothing so small can be,
But draws, when acted for thy sake,

Greatness and worth from thee.
4 If done beneath thy laws,

Even servile labors shine ;
Hallowed is toil, if this the cause,

The meanest work divine.

467.
8s. 7s. & 4s. M.

OLIVER.
God the Pilgrim's Guide and Strength.
1 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,

Pilgrim through this mortal land :
I am weak, but thou art mighty ;
Hold me with thy powerful hand :

Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.
2 Open now the crystal fountain,

Whence the healing streams do flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar
Lend me all my journey through:

Strong Deliverer,
Be thou still my strength and shield.

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,

Bid my anxious fears subside ;
Bear me through the swelling current;
Land me safe on Canaan's side :

Songs of praises
I will ever give to thee.

468.

C. M.

WREFORD.
Prayer for Faith.
1 LORD! I believe; thy power I own,

Thy word I would obey;
I wander comfortless, and lone,

When from thy truth I stray.
2 Lord! I believe; but gloomy frars

Sometimes bedim my sight;
I look to thee with prayers and tears,

And cry for strength and light.
3 Lord! I believe; but oft, I know,

My faith is cold and weak;
Strengthen my weakness, and bestow

The confidence I seek!

4 Yes, I believe; and only thou

Canst give my soul relief;
Lord! to thy truth my spirit bow,

Help thou my unbelief!

469.
S. M.

WATTS.
Safety in God.
1 WHEN overwhelmed with grief,

My heart within me dies;
Helpless and far from all relief,
To heaven I lift mine eyes.

my

2 O lead me to the rock

That's high above my head;
And make the covert of thy wings

My shelter and shade.
3 Within thy presence, Lord,

I ever would abide ;
Thou art the tower of my

defence,
The refuge where I hide.

470.

C. M.

MONTGOMERY
Prayer for Grace in Trial.
1 Father of all our mercies, thou

In whom we move and live,
Hear us in heaven, thy dwelling, now,

And answer, and forgive.

2 When, harassed by ten thousand foes,

Our helplessness we feel,
O, give the weary soul repose,

The wounded spirit heal.
3 When dire temptations gather round

And threaten or allure,
By storm or calm, in thee be found

A refuge strong and sure.
4 When age advances, may we grow

In faith, in hope, and love,
And walk in holiness below

To holiness above.

5 When earthly joys and cares depart,

Desire and envy cease,
Be thou the portion of our heart, --
In thee may we have peace.

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