Thanks for all Saints.
1 For all thy saints, O God,
Who strove in Christ to live, Who followed him, obeyed, adored, Our grateful hymn receive.
2 For all thy saints, O God, Accept our thankful cry,
Who counted Christ their great reward, And strove in him to die.
3 They all, in life and death,
With him, their Lord, in view,
Learned from thy Holy Spirit's breath
To suffer and to do.
4 For this thy name we bless,
And humbly beg that we
May follow them in holiness,
And live and die in thee.
CONFESSION, PENITENCE, DEVOUT ASPIRATIONS, AND PRAYERS.
370. L. M.
Devout Penitence.
1 My soul before thee prostrate lies;
To thee, her source, my spirit flies;
My wants I mourn, my chains I see;
O let thy presence set me free.
2 In life's short day, let me yet more
Of thy enlivening power implore;
My mind must deeper sink in thee,
My foot stand firm, from wandering free.
3 One only care my soul should know,
Father, all thy commands to do;
Oh! deep engrave it on my breast,
That I in thee alone am blest.
1 LORD, we have wandered from thy way,
Like foolish sheep have gone astray,
Our pleasant pastures we have left,
And of their guard our souls bereft.
2 Exposed to want, exposed to harm,
Far from our gentle Shepherd's arm;
Nor will these fatal wanderings cease,
Till thou reveal the paths of peace.
3 O seek thy thoughtless servants, Lord, Nor let us quite forget thy word; Our erring feet do thou restore,
And keep us that we stray no more.
Prayer for Forgiveness and Renewal.
I FORGIVE US, for thy mercy's sake,
Our multitude of sins forgive!
And for thy own possession take,
And bid us to thy glory live;
Live in thy sight, and gladly prove
Our faith, by our obedient love.
2 The covenant of forgiveness seal,
And all thy mighty wonders show!
Our hidden enemies expel;
And conquering them, to conquer go,
Till all of pride and wrath be slain,
And not one evil thought remain !
3 0 put it in our inward parts,
The living law of perfect love!
Write the new precept in our hearts;
We shall not then from thee remove,
Who in thy glorious image shine,
Thy people, and forever thine!
Self-Inspection and Devotion.
1 My God, permit me not to be
A stranger to myself and thee:
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my highest love.
2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense: Thy sovereign word can draw me thence: I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign.
4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn; Let noise and vanity be gone:
In secret silence of the mind,
My heaven, and there my God, I find.
"The Goodness of God leadeth us to Repentance." 1 GREAT Source of life! our souls confess The various riches of thy grace; Crowned with thy mercy, we rejoice, And in thy praise exalt our voice.
2 By thee heaven's shining arch was spread;
By thee were earth's foundations laid;
And all the charms of man's abode,
Proclaim the wise, the gracious God.
3 Thy tender hand restores our breath,
When trembling on the verge of death;
Gently it wipes away our tears,
And lengthens life to future years.
4 These lives are sacred to the Lord;
Kindled by him, by him restored;
And, while our hours renew their race,
Still would we walk before his face.
5 So when, by him, our souls are led
Through unknown regions of the dead,
With joy triumphant may we move
To seats of nobler life above!
The Aspirations of Penitence.
1 WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past,
And mourns the present pain;
How sweet to think of peace at last,
And feel that death is gain.
2 "Tis not that murm'ring thoughts arise,
And dread a Father's will;
"Tis not that meek submission flies,
And would not suffer still.
3 It is that heaven-taught faith surveys
The path to realms of light;
And longs her eagle plumes to raise,
And lose herself in sight.
4 It is that harass'd conscience feels
The pangs of struggling sin;
Sees, though afar, the hand that heals,
And ends her war within.
5 Oh, let me wing my hallow'd flight
From earthborn woe and care;
And soar beyond these realms of night, My Saviour's bliss to share!
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