73 Luke xviii. 1. L.M. 1-Prayer was appointed to convey 2-The Christian's heart his prayer indites, He speaks as prompted from within; The Spirit his petition writes, And Christ receives and gives it in. 3—And wilt thou in dead silence lie, When Christ stands waiting for thy prayer? My soul, thou hast a Friend on high ;— 4-If pains afflict or wrongs oppress, 5 Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak, Though thought be broken, language lame Pray if thou canst or canst not speak; pray with faith in Jesu's name. But G 6-Depend on Him, thou canst not fail ; ᎻᎪᎡᎢ . 74 Rom. xiii. 12. 1-Soon and for ever the breaking of day P.M. Shall chase all the night-clouds of sorrow away; Soon and for ever we'll see as we're seen, Where fightings without and conflicts within sin,— Where tears and where fears and where death shall be never, Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever. 2-Soon and for ever,-such promise our trust, Though ashes to ashes, and dust be to dust, Soon and for ever our union shall be Made perfect, our glorious Redeemer, in Thee; When the cares and the sorrows of time shall be o'er, Its pangs more, and its partings remembered no Where life cannot fail and where death can not sever, Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever. 3-Soon and for ever the work shall be done, The warfare accomplished, the victory won ; Soon and for ever the soldier lay down The sword for a harp, the cross for a crown : Then droop not in sorrow, despond not in fear, near, When-blessed reward for each faithful endeavour, Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever! 75 Psalm lxxiii. 25, 26. P.M. 1-Pass away earthly joy, Dark is the wilderness; 2-Tempt not my soul away, Perishing things of clay, 3-Fare ye well, dreams of night, Mine is a dawning bright, Jesus is mine! All that my soul has tried Jesus is mine! 4-Farewell mortality, Welcome eternity, Jesus is mine! 76 Welcome ye scenes of rest, Jesus is mine! Psalm lxv. 2. C.M. 1-There is an eye that never sleeps There is an ear that never shuts, 2-There is an arm that never tires, When human strength gives way; There is a love that never fails, 3-That eye is fix'd on seraph throngs; 4-But there's a power which man can wield, When mortal aid is vain, That eye, that arm, that love to reach, |