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Father Divine, thy piercing eye

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #486 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Private Devotion Lyrics: 1 Father Divine, thy piercing eye Sees thro' the darkest night; In deep retirement thou art nigh, With heart-discerning sight. 2 There may thy piercing eye survey My solemn homage paid, With ev'ry morning's dawning ray, And ev'ry evening's shade. 3 Oh, let thy own celestial fire The incense still inflame; While my warm vows to thee aspire, Thro' my Redeemer's name. 4 So shall the visits of thy love My soul in secret bless; So shalt thou deign in worlds above Thy suppliant to confess. Scripture: Matthew 6:6

Sweet is the prayer whose holy stream

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #728 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian Family Private Devotion Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the prayer whose holy stream In earnest pleading flows; Devotion dwells upon the theme, And warm and warmer glows. 2 Faith grasps the blessing she desires; Hope points the upward gaze; And Love, celestial Love inspires The eloquence of praise. 3 But sweeter far the still small voice Unheard by human ear, When God has made the heart rejoice And dried the bitter tear. 4 No accents flow, no words ascend; All utterance faileth there; But sainted spirits comprehend, And God accepts the prayer.

Let sinners take their course

Author: Watts Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #731 (1873) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Christian Family Private Devotion Lyrics: 1 Let sinners take their course, And choose the road to death; But in the worship of my God, I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light; I seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God, While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. Scripture: Psalm 55

Far from my thoughts, vain world begone!

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #199 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Private Devotion Lyrics: 1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone! Let my religious hours alone: Fain would my eyes my Savior see; I wait a visit, Lord, from Thee. 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire: Come, my dear Jesus! from above, And feed my soul with heavenly love. 3 Blest Saviour! what delicious fare, How sweet Thine entertainments are! Never did angels taste, above, redeeming grace and dying love. 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine! In Thee Thy Father’s glories shine: Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One, That eyes have seen, or angels known! Languages: English

Lord, remember me

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #200 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Private Devotion First Line: O Thou from whom all goodness flows Lyrics: 1 O Thou from whom all goodness flows, I raise my soul to Thee; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Dear Lord, remember me! 2 When on my aching, burdened heart My sins lie heavily, My pardon grant, new peace impart: Dear Lord, remember me! 3 When trials sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee, Oh let my strength be as my day; Dear Lord, remember me! 4 When worn with pain, disease, and grief, This feeble frame should be, Grant patience, rest, and kind relief: Dear Lord, remember me! Languages: English

I love to steal a while away

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #201 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Private Devotion Lyrics: 1 I love to steal awhile away From every cumbering care, And spend the hours of setting day, In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear; And all His promises to plead, Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore; And all my cares and sorrows cast On Him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. Languages: English

Far from the world, O Lord, I flee

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #202 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Private Devotion Lyrics: 1 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by Thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee. 3 There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh with what peace, and joy, and love, She holds discourse with God! 4 There, like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise. 5 Author and Guardian of my life! Sweet Source of light divine, And--all harmonious names in one-- My Saviour! Thou art mine! 6 What thanks I owe Thee, and what love! A boundless, endless store Shall echo through the realms above, When time shall be no more. Languages: English