4 Praise to God who heard our cry!
Praise to Christ who pleads on high!
And the Holy Ghost who gave
Strength our Father's help to crave:
Worship, praise, and glory be
To the Blessed Trinity!

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H. H. WYATT.

REJOICE to-day with one accord,
Sing out with exultation;

Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord,
Whose arm hath brought salvation:
His works of love proclaim

The greatness of His name;
For He is God alone

Who hath His mercy shown;
Let all His saints adore Him!

2 When in distress to Him we cried,
He heard our sad complaining;
O trust in Him! whate'er betide,
His love is all sustaining:

Triumphant songs of praise
To Him our hearts shall raise;
Now every voice shall say,
"O praise our God alway;
Let all His saints adore Him!

3 Rejoice to-day, with one accord,
Sing out with exultation;

Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord,
Whose arm hath brought salvation :

P.M.

His works of love proclaim
The greatness of His name;
For He is God alone

Who hath His mercy shown :
Let all His saints adore Him!

H. W. BAKER.

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COMMUNION WITH GOD...

Y God! is any hour so sweet,

8.8.8.4

My is any murn to evening-star

As that which calls me to Thy feet,-
The hour of prayer?

2 For then a day-spring shines on me,
Brighter than morn's ethereal glow;
And richer dews descend from Thee
Than earth can know.

3 Then is my strength by Thee renewed; Then are my sins by Thee forgiven; Then dost Thou cheer my solitude With hope of heaven.

4 No words can tell what sweet relief There for my every want I find,

What strength for warfare, balm for grief,

What peace of mind!

5 Hushed is each doubt; gone every fear;
My spirit seems in heaven to stay:
And e'en the penitential tear
Is wiped away.

6 Lord! till I reach yon blissful shore,
No privilege so dear shall be,
As thus my inmost soul to pour
In prayer to Thee.

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C. ELLIOTT.

II.IO.II.IO.

STILL, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh,

When the bird waketh, and the shadows

flee;

Fairer than morning, lovelier than the day

light,

Dawns the sweet consciousness, 'I am with Thee!'

2 Alone with Thee, amid the mystic shadows, The solemn hush of nature newly born; Alone with Thee, in breathless adoration, In the calm dew and freshness of the

morn.

3 As in the dawning o'er the waveless ocean, The image of the morning star doth rest, So, in this stillness, Thou beholdest only

Thine image in the waters of my breast. 4 Still, still with Thee! as to each new-born morning

A fresh and solemn splendour still is

given,

So doth this blessèd consciousness, awaking,

Breathe, each day, nearness unto Thee and heaven.

5 When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber,

Its closing eye looks up to Thee in

prayer;

Sweet the repose, beneath Thy wings o'er

shading,

But sweeter still to wake and find Thee there.

6 So shall it be at last, in that bright morning

When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee;

O in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning,

Shall rise the glorious thought, 'I am

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with Thee!'

PRAY

H. B. STOWE.

C.M.

RAYER is the soul's sincere desire,
Uttered or unexpressed;

The motion of a hidden fire,
That trembles in the breast.

2 Praver is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear;

The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ;

Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high.

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
The Christian's native air;

His watchword at the gates of death:
He enters heaven with prayer.

5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice,
Returning from his ways;

While angels in their songs rejoice,
And cry, Behold, he prays.'

6 The saints, in prayer, appear as one,
In word, and deed, and mind,
While with the Father and the Son
Sweet fellowship they find.

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7 Nor prayer is made on earth alone;
The Holy Spirit pleads;
And Jesus on the eternal throne
For sinners intercedes.

8 O Thou by whom we come to God,
The Life, the Truth, the Way,
The path of prayer Thyself hast trod ;
'Lord, teach us how to pray.'

When the dark veil of night

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