1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky, Lord, to thine altar's shade we fly; Forth from the world, its hope and fear, Father, we seek thy shelter here: Weary and weak, thy grace we pray; Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.

2 Long have we roamed in want and pain; Long have we sought thy rest in vain; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost: Low at thy feet our sins we lay; Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.

25. 11s. M. Edmeston.

The House of G.o.d.

1 There's a refuge of peace from the tempests that beat, From the dark clouds that threaten, the wild wind that blows; A holy, a sweet and a lovely retreat, A spring of refreshment, a place of repose.

2 'Tis the house of my G.o.d, 'tis the dwelling of prayer, The temple all hallowed by blessing and praise; If sorrow and faithlessness conquer me, there My heart to the throne of his grace I can raise.

3 For a refuge like this, ah, what praises are due!

For a rest so serene, for a covert so fair: Ah, why are the seasons of worship so few?

And why are so seldom the meetings of prayer?

26. 8 & 7s. M. J. Taylor.

The Fount of Blessing.

1 Far from mortal cares retreating, Sordid hopes, and vain desires, Here our willing footsteps meeting, Every heart to heaven aspires.

2 From the fount of glory beaming, Light celestial cheers our eyes, Mercy from above proclaiming Peace and pardon from the skies.

3 Who may share this great salvation?

Every pure and humble mind, Every kindred, tongue, and nation, From the stains of guilt refined.

4 Blessings all around bestowing, G.o.d withholds his care from none, Grace and mercy ever flowing From the fountain of his throne.

27. C. M. Newton.

A Blessing sought.

1 Great Shepherd of thy people, hear; Thy presence now display; We kneel within thy house of prayer; O, give us hearts to pray.

2 The clouds which veil thee from our sight, In pity, Lord, remove; Dispose our minds to hear aright The message of thy love.

3 Help us, with holy fear and joy, To kneel before thy face; O, make us, creatures of thy power, The children of thy grace.

28. 7s. M. J. Taylor.

Preparation for Worship.

1 Lord, before thy presence come, Bow we down with holy fear; Call our erring footsteps home, Let us feel that thou art near.

2 Wandering thoughts and languid powers Come not where devotion kneels; Let the soul expand her stores, Glowing with the joy she feels.

3 At the portals of thine house, We resign our earth-born cares; n.o.bler thoughts our souls engross, Songs of praise and fervent prayers.

29. C. M. Rippon's Coll.

"Hallowed be Thy name."

1 Holy and reverend is the name Of our eternal King; Thrice holy Lord, the angels cry; Thrice holy, let us sing.

2 The deepest reverence of the mind Pay, O my soul, to G.o.d; Lift with thy hands a holy heart To his sublime abode.

3 With sacred awe p.r.o.nounce his name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach; A broken heart shall please him more Than the best forms of speech.

4 Thou holy G.o.d! preserve my soul From all pollution free; The pure in heart are thy delight, And they thy face shall see.

30. S. M. Urwick's Coll.

Pleasures of Spiritual Worship.

1 How sweet to bless the Lord, And in his praises join, With saints his goodness to record, And sing his power divine!

2 These seasons of delight The dawn of glory seem, Like rays of pure, celestial light, Which on our spirits beam.

3 O, blest a.s.surance this; Bright morn of heavenly day; Sweet foretaste of eternal bliss, That cheers the pilgrim's way.

4 Thus may our joys increase, Our love more ardent grow, While rich supplies of Jesus' grace Refresh our souls below.