2 God of all grace, we come to thee, With broken, contrite hearts, Give, what thine eye delights to see, Truth in the inward parts; 3 Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep, Though mercy long delay; Courage, our fainting souls to keep, And trust thee though thou slay. 4 Give these, and then--thy will be done-- Thus strengthened with all might, We by the Spirit and thy Son, Shall pray, and pray aright. James Montgomery, 1819. 390 Brown. C.M. _Mark 13:33._ (784) The Savior bids thee watch and pray Through life's momentous hour; And grants the Spirit's quickening ray To those who seek his power. 2 The Savior bids thee watch and pray, Maintain a warrior's strife; Oh, Christian! hear his voice to-day; Obedience is thy life. 3 The Savior bids thee watch and pray, For soon the hour will come That calls thee from the earth away To thy eternal home. 4 The Savior bids thee watch and pray Oh, hearken to his voice, And follow where he leads the way, To heaven's eternal joys. T. Hastings. 391 Devizes. C.M. _Prayer._ (781) Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed; The motion of a hidden fire, That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech, That infant lips can try; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air: His watchword at the gates of death; He enters heaven with prayer. 5 Oh, Thou, by whom we come to God,-- The Life, the Truth, the Way! The path of prayer thyself hast trod; Lord! teach us how to pray. James Montgomery, 1819. 392 Marlow. C.M. _A Throne of Grace._ (778) A throne of grace! then let us go And offer up our prayer; A gracious God will mercy show To all that worship there. 2 A throne of grace! oh, at that throne Our knees have often bent, And God has showered his blessings down As often as we went. 3 A throne of grace! rejoice, ye saints! That throne is open still; To God unbosom your complaints, And then inquire his will. Corbin. 393 Notting Hill. C.M. _Communion in Prayer._ (777) Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal, While here o'er earth we rove; Speak to our hearts, and let us feel The kindling of thy love. 2 With thee conversing, we forget All time, and toil, and care: Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, If thou, my God! art here. 3 Here, then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my heart rejoice: My bounding heart shall own thy sway, And echo to thy voice. 4 Thou callest me to seek thy face-- 'Tis all I wish to seek; T' attend the whisperings of thy grace, And hear thee only speak. Charles Wesley, 1740. 394 Aletta. 7s. _At the Throne._ (804)