When God will hear our cry,
And send with a reviving power,
His Spirit from on high.
2 We meet, we sing, we pray ;
We listen to the word
In vain; we see no cheering ray—
No cheering voice is heard.
3 Our prayers are faint and dull,
And languid all our songs;
When once with joy our hearts were full,
And rapture tuned our tongues.
4 While many crowd thy house,
How few around thy board
Meet to record their solemn vows,
And bless thee as their Lord.
5 Thou, thou alone canst give
Thy gospel sure success;
Canst bid the dying sinner live
Anew in holiness.
6 Come, then, with power divine,
Spirit of life and love;
Then shall our people all be thine-
Our church like that above.
241.-88 78. Light of the World. [New Ar. 619.
1 LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling
Borders on the shades of death;
Come, and by thy love revealing,
Dissipate the clouds beneath:
The new heaven and earth's Creator,
In our deepest darkness rise,—
Scattering all the night of nature,
Pouring light upon our eyes.
2 Still we wait for thine appearing;
Life and joy thy beams impart,
Chasing all our fears, and cheering
Every poor benighted heart;
Come, and manifest thy favour
To the ransom'd, helpless race;
Come, thou glorious God and Saviour,
Come, and bring the gospel-grace.
3 Save us, in thy great compassion,
O thou mild, pacific Prince;
Give the knowledge of salvation,
Give the pardon of our sins;
By thine all-sufficient merit,
Every burden'd soul release;
Every weary, wand'ring spirit
Guide into thy perfect peace.
242.-88 7s. Spiritual Harvest. [New Ar. 624.
1 HE that goeth forth with weeping,
Bearing still the precious seed,
Never tiring, never sleeping,
All his labour shall succeed.
Then will fall the rain of heaven,
Then the sun of mercy shine;
Precious fruits will then be given,
Through an influence all divine.
2 Sow thy seed, be never weary,
Nor let fears thy mind employ;
Be the prospect ne'er so dreary,
Thou mayst reap the fruits of joy.
Lo! the scene of verdure bright'ning,
See the rising grain appear;
Look again, the fields are whit'ning;
Sure the harvest time is near.
Converts. [New Arrang. 626.
HO are these that come from far,
Swifter than a flying cloud?
Thick as flocking doves they are,
Eager in pursuit of God:
Trembling as the storm draws nigh;
Hast'ning to the place of rest;
See them to their windows fly,
To the ark of Jesus' breast.
2 Who are these, but sinners poor,
Conscious of their low estate;
Sin-sick souls, who for their cure
On the good Physician wait;
Fallen-who bewail their fall-
Proffer'd mercy who embrace,
List'ning to the gospel-call,
Longing to be saved by grace.
3 For his mate the turtle moans;
For his God the sinner sighs;
Hark! the music of his groans
Humble groans that pierce the skies;
Surely God their sorrows hears-
Every accent, every look;
Treasures up their gracious tears;
Notes their sufferings in his book.
4 He, who hath their cure begun,
Will he now despise their pain?
Can he leave his work undone ;
Bring them to the birth in vain?
No; we all, who seek, shall find;
We, who ask, shall all receive;
Be to Christ in spirit joined;
With him ever, ever live.
Dedication. [New Ar. 628.
HERE, in namely house for thee:
ŢERE, in thy name, eternal God,
O make it now thy fix'd abode,
And guard it long from error free.
2 Here, when thy people seek thy face,
And dying sinners pray to live,
Hear thou, in heaven, thy dwelling place,
And when thou hearest, Lord, forgive.
3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim
The blessed gospel of thy Son;
Still by the power of his great name,
Be mighty signs and wonders done.
4 When children's voices raise the song,
Hosanna to their heavenly King;
Let heaven, with earth, the strain prolong,
Hosanna, let the angels sing.
5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign
Here to abide, no transient guest?
Here will our great Redeemer reign,
And here the Holy Spirit rest?
6 Thy glory never hence depart:
Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone;
Thy kingdom come in every heart,
In every bosom fix thy throne.
245.-78. Laying a Corner-Stone. [N. Ar. 629.
ORD of hosts, to thee we raise
Here a house of prayer and praise ;
Thou thy people's hearts preparé Here to meet for praise and prayer. 2 Let the living here be fed
With thy word, the heavenly bread;
Here, in hope of glory blest,
May the dead be laid to rest.
3 Here to thee a temple stand,
While the sea shall gird-the land;
Here reveal thy mercy sure,
While the sun and moon endure.
4 Hallelujah!-earth and sky,
To the joyful sound reply;
Hallelujah!-hence ascend
Prayer and praise till time shall end.
SPIRIT divine, attend our prayer,
And make this house thy home;
Descend with all thy gracious power;
O, come, Great Spirit, come!
2 Come as the light: to us reveal,
Our sinfulness and wo,
And lead us in the paths of life,
Where all the righteous go.
3 Come as the fire-and purge our hearts,
Like sacrificial flame;
Let our whole soul an offering be,
To our Redeemer's name.
4 Come as the dew-and sweetly bless
This consecrated hour;
May barrenness rejoice to own
Thy testifying power.
5 Come as a dove-and spread thy wings,
The wings of peaceful love:
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