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C. M.

METHODIST COL.

Desiring to Meet with Christ.

1 SEE, Jesus, thy disciples see,

The promised blessing give!
Met in thy name, we look to thee,
Expecting to receive.

2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord,
Who in thy name are joined;
We wait, according to thy word,
Thee in the midst to find.

3 With us thou art assembled here;
But, O, thyself reveal!
Son of the living God, appear!
Let us thy presence feel.

L. M.

Preparation for Religious Worship.

WATTS.

1 FAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone;
Let my religious hours alone;

From flesh and sense I would be free,
And hold communion, Lord, with thee.

2 My heart grows warm with holy fire,
And kindles with a pure desire
To see thy grace, to taste thy love,
And feel thine influence from above.

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3 When I can say that God is mine,
When I can see thy glories shine,
I tread the world beneath my feet,
And all that men call rich and great.

4 Send comfort down from thy right hand,
To cheer me in this barren land;
And in thy temple let me know
The joys that from thy presence flow.

C. M.

Sincerity and Hypocrisy.

1 GoD is a Spirit, just and wise,
He sees our inmost mind;

In. vain to heaven we raise our cries,
And leave our souls behind.

2 Nothing but truth before his throne
With honor can appear;
The painted hypocrites are known
Through the disguise they wear.

3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies,
Their bending knees the ground;
But God abhors the sacrifice

Where not the heart is found.

WATTS.

4 Lord, search my thoughts and try my ways,
And make my soul sincere ;

Then shall I stand before thy face,
And find acceptance there.

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J. TAYLOR.

Engagedness in Devotion.

1 LORD, before thy presence come,
Bow we down with holy fear;
Call our erring footsteps home,

Let us feel that thou art near.

2 Wandering thoughts and languid powers
Come not where devotion kneels ;
Let the soul expand her stores,
Glowing with the joy she feels.

3 At the portals of thy house

We resign our earth-born cares:
Nobler thoughts our souls engross,
Songs of praise and fervent prayers.

1 THE offerings to thy throne which rise,
Of mingled praise and prayer,
Are but a worthless sacrifice

Unless the heart is there.

2 Upon thine all-discerning ear
Let no vain words intrude;

No tribute but the vow sincere,
The tribute of the good.

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3 My offerings will indeed be blest,
If sanctified by thee;

If thy pure spirit touch my breast
With its own purity.

4 O, may that spirit warm my heart
To piety and love,

And to life's lowly vale impart

Some rays from heaven above.

7s M.

Humble Worship.

1 WHEN before thy throne we kneel

Filled with awe and holy fear,

Teach us, O our God, to feel

All thy sacred presence near.

BOWRING.

2 Check each proud and wandering thought
When on thy great name we call ;
Man is nought, is less than nought;
Thou, our God, art all in all.

3 Weak, imperfect creatures, we

In this vale of darkness dwell;
Yet presume to look to thee
'Midst thy light ineffable.

4 O, receive the praise that dares
Seek thy heaven-exalted throne;
Bless our offerings, hear our prayers,
Infinite and holy One!

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Envocation.

PIERPONT

1 0, Bow thine ear, eternal One;
On thee our heart adoring calls;
To thee the followers of thy Son
Bend low within these sacred walls.

2 Here let thy holy days be kept,
And be this place to worship given,
Like that bright spot where Jacob slept,
The house of God, the gate of heaven.

3 Here may thine honor dwell; and here,
As incense, let thy children's prayer,
From contrite hearts and lips sincere,
Rise on the still and holy air.

4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung;
Here let thy truth beam forth to save,
As when, of old, thy Spirit hung,

On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave.

5 And when the lips, that with thy name
Are vocal now, to dust shall turn,

On others may devotion's flame
Be kindled here, and purely burn.