L 11. IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death! Rise on us, Thyself revealing, Rise and chase the clouds beneath. Every burden'd soul release; Guide unto Thy perfect peace. 12. LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down! All Thy faithful mercies crown. Come, Almighty to deliver! Never more Thy temple leave: Serve Thee as Thy hosts above, Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing, Glory in Thy perfect love. Finish then Thy new creation! Till in heaven we take our place, men. |