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201 This is none other but the house of God, and this [78.

is the gate of heaven. Gen. xxviii. 17.
1 To thy temple I repair,

Lord, I love to worship there,
When within the veil I meet

Christ before the mercy-seat.
2 Thou through him art reconciled,

I through him became thy child;
Abba, Father, give me grace

In thy courts to seek thy face.
3 While thy glorious praise is sung,

Touch my lips, unloose my tongue :
That my joyful soul may bless

Thee, the Lord, my righteousness.
4 While the prayers of saints ascend,

God of love, to mine attend;
Hear me, for thy Spirit pleads;

Hear; for Jesus intercedes.
5 While thy ministers proclaim

Peace and pardon in thy name,
Through their voice by faith may I

Hear thee speaking from the sky.
6 From thy house when I return,

May my heart within me burn;
And at evening let me say,
I have walk'd with God to-day.

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202 How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of

hosts.-Ps. lxxxiv. 1.
1 PLEASANT are thy courts above,

In the land of light and love;
Pleasant are thy courts below,
In this land of sin and woe.
O, my spirit longs and faints
For the converse of thy saints,
For the brightness of thy face,
For thy fulness, God of grace.

2 Happy birds, that sing and fly

Round thy altars, O Most High:
Happier souls that find a rest
In a heavenly Father's breast !
Like the wandering dove, that found
No repose on earth around,
They can to their ark repair,

And enjoy it ever there.
3 Happy souls ! their praises flow

Even in this vale of woe;
Waters in the desert rise,
Manna feeds them from the skies.
On they go from strength to strength,
Till they reach thy throne at length:
At thy feet adoring fall,

Who hast led them safe through all.
4 Lord, be mine this prize to win,

Guide me through a world of sin
Keep me by thy saving grace,
Give me at thy side a place:
Sun and shield alike thou art,
Guide and guard my erring heart :
Grace and glory flow from thee;
Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me.


203 Ask, and it shall be given you.—Matt. vii. 7.

1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare;

Jesus loves to answer prayer ;
He himself has bid thee pray ;
Therefore will not


2 Thou art coming to a King;

Large petitions with thee bring;
For his



power are such,
None can ever ask too much.
3 With my burden I begin;

Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.


To see my

4 Lord, I come to thee for rest;

Take possession of my breast;
There thy blood-bought right maintain,

And without a rival reign.
5 While I am a pilgrim here,

Let thy love my spirit cheer;
As my guide, my guard, my friend,

Lead me to my journey's end.' 204 My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the [6s. 4s.

courts of the Lord.— Ps. Ixxxiv. 2.
1 LORD of the worlds above,

How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thy earthly temples are !
To thine abode

My heart aspires,
With warm desires

2 O happy souls, that

Where God appoints to hear !
O happy men, that pay
Their constant service there!
They praise thee still ;

And happy they,

That love the way

To Zion's hill.
3 They go from strength to strength

Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heaven appears :
O glorious seat;

When God our King

Shall thither bring

Our willing feet.
4 God is our sun and shield,

Our light and our defence;
With gifts his hands are fill’d,

We draw our blessings thence :


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205 There I will meet with thee; and I will commune [L.M.

with thee from above the mercy seat.

Exod. xxv. 22.
1 From every stormy wind that blows,

From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;

Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.
2 There is a place where Jesus sheds

The oil of gladness on our heads;
A place than all beside more sweet;

It is the blood-stain'd mercy-seat.
3 There is a spot where spirits blend,

And friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet

Around one common mercy-seat. 4. Ah, whither could we flee for aid,

When tempted, desolate, dismay'd ?
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,

Had suffering saints no mercy-seat? 5 There, there on eagle wing we soar,

And time and sense seem all no more,
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat."

206 O God, thou art my God: early will I seek [L.M.

thee.-Ps. lxii. 1.
1 Great God, indulge my humble claim,

Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest :
The glories that compose thy name

Stand all engaged to make me bless'd.

2 Thou Great and Good, thou Just and Wise,

Thou art my Father and my God;
And I am thine by sacred ties;

Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands,

For thee I long, to thee I look,
As travellers in thirsty lands

Pant for the cooling water-brook. 4. With early feet I love to appear

Among thy saints, and seek thy face;
Oft have I seen thy glory there,

And felt the power of sovereign grace. 5 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,

While I have breath to pray or praise ;
This work shall make my heart rejoice, ,

And spend the remnant of my days."


207 Where two or three are gathered together in my [L.M.

name, there am I in the midst of them.

Matt. xviii. 20.
1 JESU, where'er thy people meet,

There they behold thy mercy-seat;
Where'er they seek thee, thou art found,

And every place is hallow'd ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confined,

Inhabitest the humble mind;
Such ever bring thee where they come,

And going take thee to their home. 3 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few,

Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim

The sweetness of thy saving name.
4 Here may we prove the power of prayer

To strengthen faith and sweeten care;
To teach our faint desires to rise,
And bring all heaven before our eyes.

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