No. 349. Pray on; Nor Faint, Nor Cease come in peace; Faint not, pray on. Pray on; it is the way rests He Up takes to suc-cor thee With strength for ev'ry day; Faint not, thy soul's requests; Faint not, pray on. pray on. Copyright, 1894, by S. M. Bixby. 2- Courage, then, O fainting spirit, Courage, then, thro' ev 'ry care; O-2 There's a balm that will not fail thee At the blessed gate of pray'r. Copyright, 1894, by S. M. Bixby. No. 352. Lord, in Isaac Williams LACHRYMAE. 7s, Three lines. A. S. Sullivan I. Lord, in this Thy 3. Ho ly Je sus, 3. Lord, on us mercy's day, Ere from us pass a · way, grant us tears, Fill us with heart search-ing fears, Thy Spirit pour, Kneel-ing low ly at the door, it On Our knees we fall and doom ap ev - er pray, pears. more. 4 By Thy night of agony, 5 By Thy tears of bitter woe 6 Judge and Saviour of our race, Grant us, when we see Thy face With Thy ransomed ones a place. No. 353. Whatever Troubles Thee HOLLOWAY. 6s.& 4s. W. W. Holloway, Jr. Jay Deavereaux i e I. What-ever troubles thee, Tell it to God; All thy anx ty Tell it to God; 2. That pain which none may know, Tell it to God; That word which griev'd thee so, Tell it to God; 3. Hast thou im- patient been? Tell it to God; Art prone thro' this to sin? Tell it to God; 4. Whate'er may thee be-fall, Tell it to God; Thy grief if great or small, Tell it to God; mercy and of might, Of man-kind the life and light, 2. Strong Cre a 3. Throned a- bove 4. Soon to come -4 tor, Saviour mild, a Humbled to mor tal child, angels' wings, of men, les tial things, Borne No. 355. 6 Prayer is Appointed to Convey Joseph Hart, 1762 1. Prayer is 2. If pain af flict, or appoint - ed 4. to con- vey The blessings God de wrongs op-press; If cares distract, or 3. 'Tis pray'r sup- ports the soul that's weak; Tho' thought be broken, Depend on Him; thou canst not fail; Make all thy wants and Long as they live should Christians pray; They learn to pray when first they live. pray. name. done. No. 356. O Lord, Who Art with Two or Three per hear. a throne of grace. Grant Thou that we may know Thee near, And Thy sweet Spirit's whis |