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2 A glory gilds the sacred page,

Majestic, like the sun :
It gives a light to every age;

It gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it still supplies

The gracious light and heat:
His truths upon the nations rise;

They rise, but never set:
4 Let everlasting thanks be Thine,

For such a bright display,
As makes a world of darkness shine

With beams of heavenly day. 5 My soul rejoices to pursue

The steps of him I love;
Till glory breaks upon my view,

In brighter worlds above.

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1 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed

His tender, last farewell,
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed,

With us to dwell. 2 He came in tongues of living flame,

To teach, convince, subdue;
All-powerful as the wind He came,

As viewless too.

3 He came, sweet inflence to impart,

A gracious, willing guest,
While He can find one humble heart

Wherein to rest.
4 And His that gentle voice we hear,

Soft as the breath of even,
That checks each fault, that calms each fear,

And speaks of heaven. 5 And every virtue we possess,

And every victory won,
And every thought of holiness,

Are His alone.
6 Spirit of purity and grace,

Our weakness pitying see,
O make our hearts Thy dwelling-place,

And worthier Thee !

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1 Pour, blessed Gospel, glorious news for man!

Thy stream of life o'er springless deserts roll:
Thy bond of peace the mighty earth can span,

And make one brotherhood from pole to pole. 2 On, piercing Gospel, onl of every heart,

In every latitude, thou own'st the key :
From their dull slumbers savage souls shall start,
With all their treasures first unlocked by thee!

3 Tread, kingly Gospel, through the nations tread !

With all the civil virtues in thy train :
Be all to thy blest freedom captive led;

And Christ, the true Emancipator, reign! 4 Spread, giant Gospel, spread thy growing wings!

Gather thy scattered ones from every land:
Call home the wanderers to the King of kings :
Proclaim them all thine own;— 't is Christ's

command !

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1 0 Spirit of the living God!

In all Thy plenitude of grace,
Where'er the foot of man hath trod,

Descend on our benighted race.
2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love,

To preach the reconciling word;
Give power and unction from above,

Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at Thy coming, light;

Confusion, order in Thy path :
Souls without strength inspire with might;

mercy triumph over wrath. 4 O Spirit of the Lord! prepare

All the round earth her God to meet;
Breathe Thou abroad like morning air,
Till hearts of stone begin to beat.

5 Baptize the nations; far and nigh,

The triumphs of the Cross record ;
The name of Jesus glorify,
Till every kindred call him Lord.

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1 Around the throne of grace we meet,

In Pentecostal bands,
With Christian love each other greet,

And join our hearts and hands. 2 Now all as one, and one as all,

Faith, feelings, hopes the same,
On our Lord Jesus Christ we call,

And glorify his name.
3 At once upon ten thousand flowers,

The morning sunbeams strike;
Millions of blades of grass, Spring showers

Baptize from heaven alike.
4 So may the Sun of Righteousness

On our assembly shine,
And showers of consolation bless

Our souls with peace divine.
5 Hence, when we to our homes return,

Rejoicing let us say,
“ Did not our hearts within us burn,

While Christ went all our way?"

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1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun

Doth his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,

Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 People and realms of every tongue

Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim

Their early blessings on his name.
3 Joy shall abound where'er he reigns;

The prisoner leap to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want be blest.

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1 Green pastures and clear streams,

Freedom and quiet rest,
Christ's flock enjoy, beneath his beams,

Or in his shadow, blest.
2 The mountain and the vale,

Forest and field, they range;
The morning dew, the evening gale,

Bring health in every change. 3 Secure amidst alarms,

From violence or snares,
The lambs he gathers in his arms,

And in his bosom bears.

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