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4 The men of grace have found
Celestial fruit on earthly ground,
And every tear be dry:
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high.
HYMN 128. 8's and 7's.
1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace: Streams of mercy never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise : Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount-I'm fixed upon itMount of thy redeeming love.
2 Here I'll raise my Ebenezer,
3 Ken ten rat wa gat ka ro te,
Toh sa te dya dek hah si.
Gon ya tah kwea nya yen hahs'.
TEYERIHWAHKWATHA 129. 6 lines 8's.
A on sa yon da tre wah te.
1 Ka ro ka seht sat ha hi ne,
2 Se rih wi saks onh ka ni ih,
3 O, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to thee: Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; Prone to leave the God I love: Here's my heart, O take and seal it— Seal it for thy court's above.
HYMN 129. 6 lines 8's.
1 Come, O thou traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see; My company before is gone,
And I am left alone with thee: With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day.
2 I need not tell thee who I am;
My misery and my sin declare; Thyself has called me by my name,
Look on they hands and read it there : But who, I ask thee, who art thou? Tell me thy name and tell me now.
3 Sha he thoh en deh sah kwis ron,
4 Sen ha genh en se rih wah seht'?
5 She gon nen wak hwis hen he yon, Ne ok en ga da di ten re;
O rih wi yo enh skat kets koh,
6 Ta gi tenr non wa sa thon dat,
3 In vain thou strugglest to get free,
I never will unloose my hold;
Art thou the man that died for me?
4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable name ? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell;
To know it now, resolved I am : Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know.
5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, And murmur to contend so long;
I rise superior to my pain :
When I am weak, then I am strong! And when my all of strength shall fail, I shall with the God-man prevail.
6 Yield to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self-despair;
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak;
Be conquered by my instant prayer : Speak, or thou never hence shall move, And tell me if thy name be Love.