6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer, Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee, God’s own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission; Soon shall pass thy pilgrim’s days; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise! 924 8s, 7s & 4s. Songs for sighing. Hallelujah! best and sweetest Of the hymns of praise above! Hallelujah! thou repeatest, Angel-host, these notes of love; This ye utter, While your golden harps ye move. 2 Hallelujah! Church victorious, Join the concert of the sky: Hallelujah! bright and glorious! Lift, ye saints, this strain on high! We, poor exiles, Join not yet your melody. 3 Hallelujah! strains of gladness Comfort not the faint and worn; Hallelujah! sounds of sadness Best become the heart forlorn; Our offenses We with bitter tears must mourn. 4 But our earnest supplication, Holy God! we raise to thee; Visit us with thy salvation, Make us all thy peace to see! Hallelujah! Ours at length this strain shall be. 925 P. M. O God! be thou my stay. Father, O hear me now! Father divine! Thou, only thou, canst see The heart’s deep agony: Help me to say to thee “Thy will, not mine!” 2 O God! be thou my stay In this dark hour; Kindly each sorrow hear, Hush every troubled fear, Thee let me still revere, Still own thy power. 3 In thee alone I trust, Thou Holy One! Humbly to thee I pray That through each troubled day Of life, I still may say, “Thy will be done!” 926 6s. Changed from glory to glory. 2 Cor. 3:18. I did thee wrong, my God; I wronged thy truth and love; I fretted at the rod— Against thy power I strove. 2 Come nearer, nearer still; Let not thy light depart; Bend, break this stubborn will; Dissolve this iron heart! 3 Less wayward let me be, More pliable and mild; In glad simplicity More like a trustful child. 4 Less, less of self each day, And more, my God, of thee; O, keep me in the way, However rough it be. 5 Less of the flesh each day, Less of the world and sin; More of thy Son, I pray, More of thyself within. 6 More molded to thy will, Lord, let thy servant be; Higher and higher still, More, and still more, like thee! 927 6s & 4s. Worthy the Lamb.