1 THE Lord will happiness divine On contrite hearts bestow; COWPER. Then tell me, gracious God, is mine 2 My best desires are faint and few; But when I cry, "My strength renew!" 3 0, make this heart rejoice or ache; 406 C. M. Complaining of spiritual Sloth. WATTS. 1 MY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so? 2 The little ants, for one poor grain, Yet we, who have a heaven to obtain, 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, And stars their counsels move; We, for whose guard the angel bands Come flying from above! 1 4 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still, Come, holy Dove, from th' heavenly hill, 5 Then shall our active spirits move; 407 S. M. STERNHOLD. Penitential. Ps. 25. 1 I LIFT my heart to thee, My God and Guide most just; 2 Remember not the faults And frailty of my youth; 3 Nor after my deserts Let me thy mercy find; 4 His mercy is full sweet, His truth a perfect guide; 5 For all the ways of God Are truth and mercy both To them that keep his testament, 408 C. M. WATTS. Regrets for a Neglect of Privileges. 1 LONG have I sat beneath the sound But still how weak my faith is found, 2 How cold and feeble is my love! How low my hope of joys above! 3 Great God, thy sovereign power impart, 4 Show my forgetful feet the way There knowledge grows without decay, 409 L. M. The wandering Sheep recovered. DODDRIDGE. 1 LORD, we have wandered from thy way, 3 0, seek thy thoughtless servants, Lord, 410 C. M. Inconstancy in Religion. DODDRIDGE. 1 PERPETUAL Source of light and grace, 2 On us, all worthless as we are, 3 Inconstant service we repay, And treacherous vows renew; 4 In flowing tears our guilt we mourn, 5 Armed with this energy divine, 6 So, by thy power, the morning sun Brightens each moment in his race, 411 S. M. WATTS. Waiting for Pardon and Direction. Ps. 25. 1 I LIFT my soul to God; My trust is in his name; Let not my foes, that seek my blood, 2 From the first dawning light 3 Remember all thy grace, 4 The Lord is just and kind; The meek shall learn his ways, 5 For his own goodness' sake He saves my soul from shame; Sins confessed and mourned. 1 GOD of mercy, God of love, Hear our sad, repentant song; Sorrow dwells on every face, Penitence on every tongue. J. TAYLOR. |