4 The well of life to us thou art,- Wafted by thee, with willing heart, 5 We soon shall reach the boundless sea; Into thy fulness fall; Be lost and swallow'd up in thee,- 594 FAMILY DEVOTION. Rejoicing at the return of the Sabbath. MT dawn of this returning day; opening eyes with rapture see My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, pay. 2 I yield my heart to thee alone, Nor would receive another guest: Eternal King, erect thy throne, L. M. And reign sole monarch in my breast. 3 O bid this trifling world retire, And drive each carnal thought away; Nor let me feel one vain desire, One sinful thought, through all the day. 4 Then, to thy courts when I repair, My soul shall rise on joyful wing,The wonders of thy love declare, And join the strains which angels sing. 595 C. M. Sunday morning: Preparing for public worship. LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high: To thee will I direct my prayer,→ 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 3 Thou art a God before whose sight 5 0 may thy Spirit guide my feet 596 Morning: Adoration. ARISE, my soul, with rapture rise, L. M And, fill'd with love and fear, adore The awful Sov'reign of the skies, Whose mercy lends thee one day more. 2 And may this day, indulgent Power, Not idly pass, nor fruitless be; But may each swiftly passing hour Still nearer bring my soul to thee. 597 A L. M. Morning: Sacrifice of praise and prayer. WAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to the' eternal King. 8 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; 5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 598 0 Morning: The Lord is my portion. GOD, my God, my all thou art: Ere shines the dawn of rising day, Thy sov'reign light within my heart, Thy all-enliv'ning power, display. L. M. 2 For thee my thirsty soul doth pant, 599 C. M. Morning: The Sun of righteousness. AWAKE, my soul, to meet the day; Unfold thy drowsy eyes, And burst the heavy chain that binds 2 God's guardian shield was round me spread 4 Bright Sun of righteousness, arise; And guide my dark, bewilder'd soul, 600 Morning: Self-consecration. NCE more, my soul, the rising day Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 2 Night unto night his Name repeats, Wide as the heavens on which he sits, C. M. 8 'Tis he supports my mortal frame; 4 O God, let all my hours be thine, Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 601 C. M. Morning: Thankfulness and trust. 3 Upon us lay thy mighty hand; Our words and thoughts restrain; And bow our souls to thy command, Nor let our faith be vain. 4 Pris'ners of hope, we wait the hour When all we are shall own thy power, 602 Morning: Tribute of praise. And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 2 Thus would my rising soul The humble tribute bring. 4 My life I would anew And in thy service I would spend S. M. |