4 Teach us, with hearts made one in love,
To do Thy pure commands;
And give us, in Thy time, above,
A house not made with hands.
505. 7s. M. C. Wesley.
Brotherly Love.
1 Lord! subdue our selfish will;
Each to each our tempers suit,
By Thy modulating skill,
Heart to heart, as lute to lute.
2 Sweetly on our spirits move;
Gently touch the trembling strings;
Make the harmony of love,
Music for the King of kings!
506. S. M. Anonymous.
The Hour of Prayer.
1 It is the hour of prayer:
Draw near and bend the knee,
And fill the calm and holy air
With voice of melody!
O'erwearied with the heat
And burden of the day,
Now let us rest our wandering feet,
And gather here to pray.
2 The dark and deadly blight
That walks at noontide hour,
The midnight arrow's secret flight,
O'er us have had no power:
But smiles from loving eyes
Have been around our way,
And lips on which a blessing lies
Have bidden us to pray.
3 O, blessed is the hour
That lifts our hearts on high!
Like sunlight when the tempests lower,
Prayer to the soul is nigh;
Though dark may be our lot,
Our eyes be dim with care,
These saddening thoughts shall trouble not
This holy hour of prayer.
507. L. M. Anonymous.
Hymn of a Household.
1 For mercies past we praise Thee, Lord,
The fruits of earth, the hopes of heaven,
Thy helping arm, Thy guiding word,
And answered prayers, and sins forgiven.
2 Whene'er we tread on danger's height,
Or walk temptation's slippery way,
Be still, to lead our steps aright,
Thy word our guide, Thine arm our stay!
3 Be ours Thy blessed presence still;
United hearts, unchanging love;
No thought that contradicts Thy will,
No wish that centres not above!
4 And since we must be parted here,
Support us when the hour shall come;
Dry gently Thou the mourner's tear,
Rejoin us in our heavenly home.
508. C. M. Anonymous.
Family Evening Worship.
1 Now from the altar of our hearts
Let warmest thanks arise;
Assist us, Lord, to offer up
Our evening sacrifice.
2 This day our God has been our sun,
Our keeper and our guide,
His arm around our weakness thrown,
His angels at our side.
3 Moments and mercies multiplied
Have made up all the day;
Moments came fast, but mercies were
More swift and free than they.
4 New hours, new blessings, and new joys,
Do a new song require;
Till we can praise Thee as we should,
Accept our hearts' desire!
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