1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky, Lord, to Thine altar's shade we fly; Forth from the world, its hope and fear, Father, we seek Thy shelter here: Weary and weak, Thy grace we pray; Turn not, O Lord! Thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought Thy rest in vain; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost: Low at Thy feet our sins we lay; Turn not, O Lord! Thy guests away. 7. C. M. Springfield Coll. The Sabbath of the Soul. 1 O Father, though the anxious fear May cloud to-morrow's way, No fear nor doubt shall enter here; All shall be Thine to-day. 2 We will not bring divided hearts To worship at Thy shrine; But each unworthy thought departs, And leaves this temple Thine. 3 Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares, Of earth and folly born; Ye shall not dim the light that streams From this celestial morn. 4 To-morrow will be time enough To feel your harsh control; Ye shall not violate this day, The sabbath of the soul. 8. 8 & 7s. M. Wesleyan. Love Divine. 1 Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down! Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown. Father! Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love Thou art; Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every longing heart. 2 Breathe, O, breathe Thy loving spirit Into every troubled breast; Let us all in Thee inherit, Let us find Thy promised rest. Come, almighty to deliver, Let us all Thy life receive; Graciously come down, and never, Never more Thy temples leave! 9. 8 & 7s. M. J. Taylor. Seeking God's Presence. 1 Far from mortal cares retreating, Sordid hopes, and fond desires, Here our willing footsteps meeting, Every heart to heaven aspires. From the Fount of glory beaming, Light celestial cheers our eyes; Mercy from above proclaiming Peace and pardon from the skies. 2 Who may share this great salvation?-- Every pure and humble mind; Every kindred, tongue, and nation, From the dross of guilt refined: Blessings all around bestowing, God withholds His care from none; Grace and mercy ever flowing From the fountain of His throne. 3 Every stain of guilt abhorring, Firm and bold in virtue's cause, Still Thy providence adoring, Faithful subjects to Thy laws, Lord! with favor still attend us, Bless us with Thy wondrous love; Thou, our sun and shield, defend us; All our hope is from above.