Conduct us safe, conduct us far, From every sin and hurtful snare; Lead to thy word, that rules must give, The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose thy way; Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart. That we must take to dwell with God; Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss, Where pleasure in perfection is. 249 Mariners. HOLY Ghost dispel our sadness, Hear, O hear, our supplication, Loving Spirit, God of peace, Rest upon this congregation, Great distributor of grace. Come, thou best of all donations God can give or we implore; Having thy sweet consolations, Bid us all thy influence prove; 250 COME, Holy Spirit, come,... Whitby. Let thy bright beams arise; Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. Convince us of our sin, Then lead to Jesus' blood; Revive our drooping faith; Our doubts and fears remove; And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never dying love. 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, To illuminate the soul, To pour fresh life in ev'ry part, And new create the whole. Dwell therefore in our hearts, Our minds from bondage free; Then shall we know, and praise, and love The Father, Son, and Thee. 251 semeninaeaemon 3 Fordingbridge. { COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell, Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Now to the God, whose power can do By all the church, thro' Christ his Son. 252 Horsley. O grant him bright celestial views, Give him strong faith, and glowing love, 253 Mariners. HOLY Ghost inspire our praises, Touch our hearts, and tune our tongues; Laud we now thy name, O Jesus, Heaven shall echo with our songs. Every state, howe'er distressing, Every providence a friend. Blessed Lord, be thou our teacher, Helper, counsellor, and guide; Vain are learning, parts, and merit, To display the gospel plan. 254 Oxford. COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Let us thine influence prove, Source of the old prophetic fire, Fountain of life and love. Come, Holy Ghost, for mov'd by thee, The prophets wrote and spoke; Unseal the sacred book. Water, with heavenly dew, thy word, Attend it with thy presence, Lord, Open the hearts of all that hear, In spirit we trace, Thy wonders of grace, And cheerfully join in a concert of praise. The Ancient of days His glory displays, And shines on his chosen with cherishing rays. The trumpet of God, Is sounding abroad, The language is mercy, salvation thro' blood. Thrice happy are they Who hear and obey, And share in the blessings of this gospel day. The people who know, The Saviour below, With cheerful affection to worship him go. This blessing be mine, Thro' favour divine, But, O my Redeemer, the glory be thine. |