PRAYER MEETINGS.

3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways True absolution and release; And bless us, more than in past days, With purity and inward peace.

Through life's long day, etc.

4 Do more than pardon; give us joy, Sweet fear, and sober liberty; And simple hearts without alloy, That only long to be like Thee. Through life's long day, etc.

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She spake in her heart.- 1 Sam. 1. 13. PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire,

Uttered or unexpressed; The motion of a hidden fire, That trembles in the breast.

PRAYER MEETINGS.

2 Prayer 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 contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways;

While angels in their songs rejoice, And say," Behold, he prays!"

5 Nor prayer is made on earth alone; The Holy Spirit pleads,

And Jesus on the eternal throne For sinners int cedes.

6 0 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.

J. MONTGOMERY.

5 Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toiled;

And care is light, for Thou hast cared: Ah! never let our works be soiled With strife, or by deceit ensnared. Through life's long day, etc.

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Open thy mouth wide, and I will fill it.- Psa. 81. 10. 1 COME, my soul, thy suit prepare; Jesus loves to answer prayer: He Himself has bid thee pray; Therefore will not say thee nay.

6 For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful unto Thee we call; Oh, let Thy mercy make us glad; Thou art our Jesus and our all. Through life's long day, etc. F. W. FABER

2 Thou art coming to a King; Large petitions with thee bring, For His grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much.

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3 With my burden I begin:­Lord, remove this load of sin; Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt.

4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest: Take possession of my breast; There Thy blood- bought right maintain, And without a rival reign.

5 While I am a pilgrim here, Let Thy love my spirit cheer;

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end.

6 Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith, Let me die Thy people's death.

NEWTON.

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It is good for me to draw near to God.- Psa. 73. 28. 1 HOLY Lord, our hearts prepare

For the solemn hour of prayer; Grant that, while we bend the knee, All our thoughts may turn to Thee; Let Thy presence here be found Breathing peace and joy around.

2 While we gather round Thy throne, Make Thy power and glory known: As Thy children, may we call On our Father, Lord of all, And with holy love and fear At Thy footstool now appear.