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91. The Love of Christ shed abroad in the Heart. Eph. iii. 16, &c. (L. M.)

COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell

By faith and love in ev'ry breast;

Then shall we know, and taste, and feel,
The joys that cannot be express'd.

Come, fill our hearts with inward strength,

Make our enlarged souls possess,

And learn the height, and breadth, and length,
Of thine unmeasurable grace.

Now to the God, whose pow'r can do
More than our thoughts or wishes know,
Be everlasting honours done

By all the church, through Christ his Son.

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Love to God. (C. M.)

APPY the heart where graces reign,
Where love inspires the breast;

Love is the brightest of the train,
And strengthens all the rest.
Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain,
And all in vain our fear;

Our stubborn sins will fight and reign,
If love be absent there.

"Tis love that makes our cheerful feet
In swift obedience move;

The devils know, and tremble too,
But Satan cannot love.

This is the grace that lives and sings,
When faith and hope shall cease;
"Tis this shall strike our joyful strings
In the sweet realms of bliss.

5 Before we quite forsake our clay,
Or leave this dark abode,
The wings of love bear us away,
To see our smiling God.

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The same. (C. M.)

1 Y God, what endless pleasures dwell, Above at thy right hand!

Thy courts below, how amiable,
Where all thy graces stand!

2 The swallow near thy temple lies,
And chirps a cheerful note;
The lark mounts upwards to the skies,
And tunes his warbling throat:

3 And we, when in thy presence, Lord,
We shout with joyful tongues:
Or sitting round our Father's board,
We crown the feast with songs.

4 While Jesus shines with quick'ning grace,
We sing and mount on high;
But if a frown becloud his face,
We faint, and tire, and die.

5 Just as we see the lonesome dove,
Bemoan her widow'd state,
Wand'ring, she flies thro' all the grove,
And mourns her loving mate.

6. Just so our thoughts from thing to thing
In restless circles rove;

Just so we droop and hang the wing,
When Jesus hides his love.

4. Divine Love experienced. Eph. iii. 19. (P.M.)
THOU hidden love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathom'd no man knows,
I see from far thy beauteous light,
Inly I sigh for thy repose:

My heart is pain'd, nor can it be,
At rest, till it find rest in thee.

Is there a thing beneath the sun,
That strives with thee my heart to share
Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there:
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it has found repose in thee.

O hide this self from me, that I
No more, but Christ in me may live!
My vile affections crucify,

Nor let one darling sin survive ;
In all things may I nothing see,
Nothing desire or seek but thee.

Each moment draw from earth away,
My heart, that lowly waits thy call;
Speak to my inmost soul, and say-
I am thy love, thy God, thy all.
To feel thy power, to hear thy voice,
To taste thy love, be all my choice.

Lovest thou me. John xxi. 16. (P. M.)

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IS a point I long to know,
Oft it causes anxious thought;

Do I love the Lord, or no?

Am I his, or am I not?

2 If I love, why am I thus?
Why this dull and lifeless frame?
Hardly, sure, can they be worse,
Who have never heard his name!

3 When I turn my eyes within,
All is dark, and vain, and wild;
Fill'd with unbelief and sin,
Can I deem myself a child?
4 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my sin, a grief, and thrall;
Should I grieve for what I feel,
If I did not love at all?

5 Could I joy his saints to meet,
Choose the ways I once abhorr❜d,
Find, at times, the promise sweet,
If I did not love the Lord?

6 Lord, decide the doubtful case!
Thou who art thy people's Sun;
Shine upon thy work of grace,
If it be indeed begun.

7 Let me love thee more and more,
If I love at all, I pray ;

If I have not lov'd before,
Help me to begin to day.

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The same. (C. M.)

HARK, my soul! it is the Lord;

"Tis thy Saviour, hear his word;

Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee;
"Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?"

2 I deliver'd thee when bound,
And, when wounded, heal'd thy wound;
Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right,
Turn'd thy darkness into light.

3 Can a woman's tender care,
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.
4" Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above;
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
5 Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be,
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?"
6 Lord, it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee and adore,
Oh for grace to love thee more.

97. Christian Love. Gal. iii. 28. (S. M.)

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ET party names no more
The Christian world o'erspread :
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free,
Are one in Christ their Head.

Among the saints on earth,
Let mutual love be found;

Heirs of the same inheritance,
With mutual blessings crown'd.

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