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"The sacred fire"

Author: Benjamin Beddome Hymnal: Laudes Domini #67 (1888) Topics: Prayer and Invocation First Line: Prayer is the breath of God in man Lyrics: 1 Prayer is the breath of God in man, Returning whence it came; Love is the sacred fire within, And prayer the rising flame. 2 It gives the burdened spirit ease, And soothes the troubled breast; Yields comfort to the mourning soul, And to the weary rest. 3 When God inclines the heart to pray, He hath an ear to hear; To him there's music in a sigh, And beauty in a tear. 5 The humble suppliant cannot fail To have his wants supplied, Since he for sinners intercedes, Who once for sinners died. Scripture: Ezekiel 36:37 Languages: English Tune Title: FARRANT

Prayer has power

Author: John A. Wallace Hymnal: Laudes Domini #71 (1888) Topics: Prayer and Invocation First Line: There is an eye that never sleeps Lyrics: 1 There is an eye that never sleeps Beneath the wing of night; There is an ear that never shuts When sink the beams of light. 2 There is an arm that never tires, When human strength gives way; There is a love that never fails, When earthly loves decay. 3 That eye is fixed on seraph throngs; That arm upholds the sky; That ear is filled with angel songs; That love is throned on high. 4 But there's a power which man can wield When mortal aid is vain, That eye, that arm, that love to reach, That listening ear to gain. 5 That power is prayer, which soars on high, Through Jesus, to the throne; And moves the hand which moves the world, To bring salvation down! Scripture: Psalm 121:4 Languages: English Tune Title: SOUTHPORT

A Prayer in need

Author: John Newton Hymnal: Laudes Domini #78 (1888) Topics: Prayer and Invocation First Line: Come, my soul, thy suit prepare Lyrics: 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer; He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay. 2 With my burden I begin:-- Lord! remove this load of sin; Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 3 Lord! I come to thee for rest; Take possession of my breast: There, thy blood-bought right maintain, And, without a rival, reign. 4 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 5 Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith, Let me die thy people's death. Languages: English Tune Title: DALLAS