1 2 3 1 2 3 4 HYMN 203. c. M. Holy zeal and diligence. WHILE carnal men, with all their might, How slow the advances which I make, Inspire my soul with holy zeal; To gain the top of Sion's hill, And all those powers employ for thee, HYMN 204. s. M. Watchfulness enjoined. YE servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, Let all your lamps be bright, Watch, 'tis your Lord's command; O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crown'd. HYMN 205. c. M. "O that I were as in months past." 1 O FOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the road 2 3 5 That leads me to the Lamb! What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd! How sweet their memory still! But now I find an aching void Return, O holy Dove, return, I hate the sins that made thee mourn, Help me to tear it from thy throne, So shall my walk be close with God, So purer light shall mark the road HYMN 206. L. M. "Wilt thou not revive us again ?" 10 FOR that flame of living fire, Which shone so bright in saints of old! T 2 3 4 Where is that Spirit, Lord, which dwelt Is not thy grace as mighty now, Remember, Lord, the ancient days, HYMN 207. C. M. For a new heart and a right spirit. 1 O MAY my Leart, by grace renew'd, Be my Redeemer's throne! 2 And be my stubborn will subdued, Let deep repentance, faith, and love, Be join'd with godly fear; And all my conversation prove 3 Preserve me from the snares of sin, And Satan's treacherous ways; 4 Around me let each virtue shine That brings my Saviour praise. Let lively hope my soul inspire, HYMN 208. L. M. Meditation. 1 MY God, permit me not to be 2 Call me away from flesh and sense, And all inferior joys resign. 3 Be earth with all her scenes withdrawn, Let noise and vanity begone; In secret silence of the mind, My heaven, and there my God I find. HYMN 209. c. M. Retirement. 1 FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From scenes where Satan wages still 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 3 There if thy Spirit touch the soul, O with what peace, and joy, and love, 4 There like the nightingale she pours Nor asks a witness of her song, 5 Author and guardian of my life, 6 1 3 What thanks I owe thee, and what love! Shall echo through the realms above, When time shall be no more. HYMN 210. C. M. Secret devotion. FATHER divine, thy piercing eye There may that piercing eye survey O let thine own celestial fire So shall the visits of thy love HYMN 211. L. M. "Pray without ceasing." 1 PRAYER was appointed to convey |