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1. O Thou Almighty Father,

Come help me now to praise Thy glory,
Methinks I hear, &c.

2. O come, Thou living Saviour,
Come help me now to love Thee truly,
Methinks I hear, &c.

3. O come, Thou Holy Spirit,
Inflame my soul with heav'nly fire,
Methinks, &c.

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4. Far, far away, the roar of passion dieth,

And loving thoughts rise calm and peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce so c'er it flieth, Disturbs the soul that dwells, O Lord, in Thee. 5. O Rest of rests! O Peace, serene, eternal! Thou ever livest, and Thou changest never; And in the secret of Thy presence dwelleth Fullness of joy, for ever and for ever.

MRS. STOWE.

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1. STILL, still with Thee-when purple morning breaketh,

When the bird waketh, and the shadows! flee; Fairer than morning, lovelier than the daylight, Dawns the sweet consciousness, I am with Thee!

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2. Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests

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And silver waves chime ever peacefully,! And no rude storm, how fierce so e'er it flieth,

Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea.

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3. So to the heart that knows Thy love, O
Purest!

As in the dawning, o'er the waveless ocean,
The image of the morning star doth rest,
So in this stillness, Thou beholdest only
Thine image in the waters of my breast.

There is a temple, sacred evermore,
And all the babble of life's angry voices

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2. Alone with Thee-amid the mystic sha-
dows,

The solemn hush of nature newly born;
Alone with Thee in breathless adoration,
In the calm dew and freshness of the

morn.

A fresh and solemn splendor still is given,

So doth this blessed consciousness awaking, Breathe, each day, nearness unto Thee and Heaven.

5. When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber,

Its closing eye looks up to Thee in prayer,

Sweet the repose beneath Thy wings o'ershading,

But sweeter still, to wake and find Thee there.

6. So shall it be at last, in that bright morning,

When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee;

Oh! in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning,

Shall rise the glorious thought-I am with Thee.

MRS. STOWE.

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"Abide in me."

1. THAT mystic word of Thine, O Sovereign Lord!

Is all too pure, too high, too deep for me; Weary of striving, and with longing faint, I breathe it back again in prayer to Thee.

2. Abide in me-o'ershadow by Thy love,
Each half-formed purpose and dark
thought of sin
Quench, ere it rise, each selfish, low desire,
And keep my soul as Thine-calm and
divine.

So, when thou dwellest in a mortal soul, All heaven's own sweetness seems around it thrown.

4. The soul alone, like a neglected harp,

Grows out of tune, and needs that Hand!
divine;

3. As some rare perfume in a vase of clay Pervades it with a fragrance not its

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My hands are weary, toiling on,
Day after day, for perishable meat;
O city of our God! I fain would rest,—
I sigh to gain Thy glorious mercy-seat.

Dwell Thou within it, tune and touch the
chords,

Till every note and string shall answer
Thine.

5. Abide in me: there have been moments
pure,

When I have seen Thy face and felt Thy
power;

Then evil lost its grasp, and, passion
hushed,

Owned the divine enchantment of the hour.

6. These were but seasons beautiful and rare;
Abide in me-and they shall ever be;
I pray Thee now fulfill my earnest prayer,
Come and abide in me, and I in Thee.

MRS. STOWE.

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1. ABIDE with me! Fast falls the eventide, The darkness deepens-Lord, with me abide!

When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me!

2. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass

away;

Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me!

3. I need Thy presence every passing hour: What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?

Who like Thyself my guide and stay can

be?

On to the close, O Lord, abide with me!

LYTE.

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1. My feet are worn and weary with the

march

Over the rough road and up the steep
hill-side;

O city of our God! I fain would see
Thy pastures green, where peaceful
waters glide.

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3. Their streaming eyes together flow
For human guilt and mortal woe;
Their ardent prayers together rise,
Like mingling flames in sacrifice.

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2. To each, the soul of each how dear!
What watchful love, what holy fear!
How doth the gen'rous flame within
Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin!

4. Together oft they seek the place

Where God reveals his awful face;
How high, how strong their raptures swell,
There's none but kindred souls can tell.

5. Nor shall the glowing flame expire
'Midst nature's drooping, sick'ning fire:
Soon shall they meet in realms above,
A heaven of joy, because of love.

MRS. BARBAULD.

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1. COME in, thou blessed of our God,

In Jesus' name we bid thee come;
No more thy feet shall roam abroad,
Henceforth a brother,-welcome home.

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2. Those joys which earth can not afford,
We'll seek in fellowship to prove,
Joined in one spirit to our Lord,
Together bound by mutual love.

3. And while we pass this vale of tears,

We'll make our joys and sorrows known; We'll share each other's hopes and fears, And count a brother's cares our own.

4. Once more our welcome we repeat;
Receive assurance of our love;
O may we all together meet
Around the throne of God above!

KELLY.

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1. How blest is he whose tranquil mind,
When life declines, recalls again
The years that time has cast behind,
And reaps delight from toil and pain.

2. So, when the transient storm is past,

The sudden gloom and driving shower, The sweetest sunshine is the last;

The loveliest is the evening hour.

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