10. L. M. Gaskell. "It is Good to be Here." 1 Unto Thy temple, God of love, Once more we come with willing feet, To raise our thoughts this world above, And Thy paternal blessing meet. 2 May all Thy purest presence feel, And silent keep each vain desire; With humble hearts before Thee kneel, And unto holier strength aspire. 3 May all be bound in bonds more true To Thee, who art our life and light, That through each path which we pursue, We still may keep Thy love in sight. 4 And may we, when the day shall close, Review its course without a fear; And, nearer heaven than when it rose, Feel it is good to have been here. 11. 7s. M. J. Taylor. Acceptable Offerings. 1 Lord! what offering shall we bring, At Thine altars when we bow? Hearts, the pure, unsullied spring, Whence the kind affections flow: 2 Willing hands, to lead the blind, Heal the wounded, feed the poor; Love, embracing all our kind, Charity, with liberal store. 3 Teach us, O thou Heavenly King, Thus to show our grateful mind, Thus the accepted offering bring, Love to Thee and all mankind. 12. S. M. Anonymous. The Place of Prayer. 1 Here, in this place of prayer, Father! Thy face we seek: Grant us that blessed peace to share, Known to the pure and meek. 2 Come then to holy prayer, Souls that seem lost in night; Leave to the Lord your heavy care, Who giveth life and light. 3 Come with a trusting prayer, Though fears press down your souls; The Saviour's promise, "I am there," Each saddening fear controls. 4 Here, in this place of prayer, Let hearts in union meet: Come, cast the load you cannot bear Low at the Saviour's feet. 5 Then from this house of prayer Shall mingling praise be given, And angels, 'mid the holy air, Shall bear the notes to heaven. 13. L. M. Anonymous. The Lord is in His Holy Temple. 1 Lo! God is here; let us adore, And humbly bow before His face; Let all within us feel His power, Let all within us seek His peace. 2 Lo! God is here; Him day and night United choirs of angels sing; To Him, enthroned above all height, Heaven's host their noblest praises bring. 3 Being of beings! may our praise Thy courts with grateful incense fill: Still may we stand before thy face, Still hear and do thy sovereign will. 4 More of Thy presence, Lord! impart; More of Thine image may we bear: O, fix Thy throne in every heart, And reign without a rival there.