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$ The saints in prayer appear as one,
In word, in deed, in mind,
Their followship they find.
The holy Spirit pleads,
For sinners intercedes.
The Life, the Truth, the Way; The path of prayer thyself hast trod,
Lord teach us how to pray.
HYMN 51. L. M. GOD I ,
Afflicted, at thy feet I fall; When the great water-floods prevail,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail! ? Friend of the friendless and the faint !
Where should I lodge my sad complaint ? Where but with thee? whose cpen door
Invites the helpless and the poor! 3 Did ever mourner plead with thee,
And thou refuse that mourner's plea ?
That none shall seek thy face in vain ? 4 That were a grief I could not bear
Didst thou not hear and answer prayer But a prayer-hearing, answering God,
Supports ine under ev'ry load.
I have an advocate with thee:
Have no such privilege to boest.
Yet God, my God, forgets me not;
HYMN 52. L. M.
In coming to the mercy-seat;
But wishes to be often there? 2 Prayer makes the darkest clouds withdraw;
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw;
Brings every blessing from above.
Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright,
The weakest saint upon his knees.
Words flow apace when you complain,
With the sac tale of all your cares.
To heaven in supplication sent,
HYMN 53. P. M.
Bless me-for I will be blest. • 2 Jesus is within the vail,
Still his groans thine ears assail;
Bless me-før I will be blest. 3 My affections fix above,
Rooted, grounded in thy love!
4 Bruise in me the hateful foe;
Perfect me in love below;
HYMN 54. P. M. 1
Fearless, when thy voice I hear. 2 Whom have I but thee to plead !
'Twas thyself alone that bled!
Only thoul—the king of Heaven. 3 Whom, on earth, but thee, have (?
Who but thee, for me would die ?
Who can mysteries reveal ?
Who can save, or who can cheer ?
Thou alone canst all afford !
Only thee ('ll love and serve;
HYMN 55. C. M. 1 FOR a breeze of heavenly love
To waft my soul away
To the celestial world above,
Where pleasures ne'er decay. 2 Eternal Spirit deign tu be
My piloi here below, To steer through life's tempestuous sea
Where stormy winds do blow.
From quicksands of despair,
'I'hrough ev'ry latcnt snare.
On that celestial shore,
HYMN 56. S. M.
Stay the Almighiy's hand, That hand which holds my sure relief,
Though earth an:) hell withstand.
Without a doubt believe,
We shall in truth receive.
For God cannot repent:
HYMN 57. C. M.
Upon a throne of love
And quick devouring flame;
And vengeance was his name.
That calm d his frowning face ;
And turn'd the wrath to grace.
4 Now we may bow before his feet,
And venture near the Lord; No fiery cherub guards his seat,
Nor double ftaining sword.
Are open'd by the Son;
To reach th' Almighty throne,
Great Advocate on high: And glory to th' eternal King, That lays his fury by.
HYMN 58. P. M. 1
sisters and brothers, who love ono another, And have done so for years that are gone, How often we've met him, in sweet heavenly
union, Who opens the way to God's throne :: With joy and thanksgiving, we'll praise him who
While we run in the bright shining way, Though we part here in body, we're bound for
And bound for each other to pray. & There was Joshua and Joseph, Elias and Moses
Who prayed as they journcy'd along; There was Abra'm and Isaac, and Jacob and
David, And Solomon, Stephen and John : There was Simeon and Anna, and I don't know
how many, Who pray'd and God heard from his throne; Some cast among lions, sume bound with rough
Yet glory and praises they sung. 3 Some tell us that praying, and also that pralsing,
Is labour that's all spent in vain;