12. H. M. Hayward.

Invocation for Lord's Day Morning.

1 Welcome, delightful morn, Thou day of sacred rest!

We hail thy glad return: Lord, make these moments blest.

From low delights and mortal toys We soar to reach immortal joys.

2 Now may the King descend, And fill his throne of grace; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While we address thy face.

O let us feel thy quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord.

3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers; Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless these sacred hours: Then shall our souls new life obtain, Nor sabbaths be enjoyed in vain.

13. C. P. M. Day.

Attendance on Worship.

1 I'll bless Jehovah's glorious name, Whose goodness heaven and earth proclaim, With every morning light; And at the close of every day, To him my cheerful homage pay, Who guards me through the night.

2 Then in his churches to appear, And pay my humble worship there, Shall be my sweet employ: The day that saw my Saviour rise Shall dawn on my delighted eyes With pure and holy joy.

3 With grateful sorrow in my breast, I'll celebrate the dying feast Of my exalted Lord; And, while his perfect love I view, His bright example I'll pursue, And meditate his word.

14. S. P. M. Watts.

Delight in the House of G.o.d.

1 How pleased and blest was I To hear the people cry, "Come, let us seek our G.o.d to-day!"

Yes, with a cheerful zeal, We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay.

2 Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round; In thee our tribes appear, To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound.

3 May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of every guest; The man who seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest.

15. 8 & 7s. M. Wesley's Coll.

Divine Love.

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 compa.s.sion, 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.

16. L. M. Pierpont.

Universal Worship.

1 O Thou, to whom, in ancient time, The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung, Whom kings adored in song sublime, And prophets praised with glowing tongue!

2 Not now on Zion's height alone Thy favored worshipper may dwell; Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son, Sat weary, by the Patriarch's well.

3 From every place below the skies, The grateful song, the fervent prayer-- The incense of the heart--may rise To Heaven, and find acceptance there.

4 To thee shall age, with snowy hair, And strength and beauty bend the knee, And childhood lisp, with reverent air, Its praises and its prayers to thee.

5 O Thou, to whom, in ancient time, The lyre of prophet-bards was strung, To thee, at last, in every clime Shall temples rise, and praise be sung.

17. C. M. Presbyterian Coll.

Prayer for special Favor.

1 Within thy house, O Lord, our G.o.d, In glory now appear; Make this a place of thine abode, And shed thy blessings here.

2 When we thy mercy-seat surround, Thy Spirit, Lord, impart; And let thy gospel's joyful sound With power reach every heart.

3 Here let the blind their sight obtain; Here give the mourners rest; Let Jesus here triumphant reign, Enthroned in every breast.

4 Here let the voice of sacred joy And humble prayer arise, Till higher strains our tongues employ In realms beyond the skies.

18. C. M. Watts.

Daily and nightly Devotion.