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Fix'd on this ground would I remain, Though my heart fail and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain,

When earth's foundations melt away: Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love.

O LORD, WHO IS LIKE UNTO THEE!

OH God, of good th' unfathom'd sea!
Who would not give his heart to Thee?

Who would not love Thee with his might, O Jesu, Lover of mankind?

Who would not his whole soul and mind,
With all his strength to Thee unite?

Thou shin'st with everlasting rays;
Before th' insufferable blaze,

Angels with both wings veil their eyes;

Yet, free as air Thy bounty streams
On all Thy works; Thy mercy's beams
Diffusive, as Thy sun's, arise.

Astonish'd at Thy frowning brow,

Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow;

Terrible majesty is Thine!

Who then can that vast love express,

Which bows Thee down to me, who less

Than nothing am, till Thou art mine!

High thron'd on heaven's eternal hill,
In number, weight, and measure still
Thou sweetly orderest all that is;
And yet Thou deign'st to come to me,
And guide my steps, that I, with Thee
Enthron'd, may reign in endless bliss!

Fountain of Good, all blessing flows
From Thee no want Thy fulness knows :
What but Thyself can'st Thou desire?
Yet, all-sufficient as Thou art,

Thou dost desire my worthless heart;
This, only this, dost Thou require.

Primeval Beauty! in Thy sight,
The first-born fairest sons of light

See all their brightest glories fade: What then to me Thine eyes could turn? In sin conceived, of woman born,

A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade!

Hell's armies tremble at Thy nod,
And, trembling, own th' Almighty God,
Sov'reign of earth, hell, air, and sky!
-But who is this that comes from far,
Whose garments roll'd in blood appear?

'Tis God made man, for man to die.

O God, of good th' unfathom'd Sea!
Who would not give his heart to Thee?

Who would not love Thee with his might, O Jesu, Lover of mankind?

Who would not his whole soul and mind,

With all his strength, to Thee unite?

"BEHOLDING AS IN A GLASS THE GLORY OF THE

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Thy like nor man nor angel knows,

Fairest among ten thousand fair!

Even those whom death's sad fetters bound,
Whom thickest darkness compass'd round,
Find light and life, if Thou appear.

Effulgence of the light divine,

E're rolling planets knew to shine,

E're time its ceaseless course began, Thou, when the appointed hour was come, Didst not abhor the Virgin's womb,

But, God with God, wert man with man.

The world, sin, death, oppose in vain,
Thou by Thy dying death hast slain,
My great Deliverer, and my God!
In vain does the old dragon rage,
In vain all hell its powers engage;

None can withstand Thy conqu'ring blood.

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