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3 Will you let him die in vain ?
Crucify your Lord again?
Will ye slight his grace, and die? 4 Will ye not his grace receive?
Will ye still refuse to live?
L. M. WATTS.
And sing the wonders of thy grace;
To Jew and Gentile, through the Son. 2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray,
Our shades and darkness turn to day;
Our danger and our refuge too.
And break the chains of reigning sin;
And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice;
Thy cheering words awake our joys;
And calm the surges of the mind. 223. L. M. PRATT'S COLL.
Descent of the Holy Spirit.
His saints, baptized with holy fire. 2 While by his power these signs were wrought
While divers tongues his wisdom taught,
That Jesus died the world to save !
Pours wide its sacred influence round;
Relenting foes his grace receive,
And humble myriads hear and live! 224. P. M. SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS.
The Holy Spirit the Comforter.
His tender, last farewell,
With us to dwell.
To teach, convince, subdue;
As viewless too.
A gracious humble guest,
Wherein to rest.
Soft as the breath of even,
And speaks of heaven. 5 And every virtue we possess,
And every victory won,
Are his alone.
Our weakness pitying see;
And worthier thee.
L. M. Watts. The effusion of the Holy Spirit. 1 GREAT was the day, the joy was great,
When the divine disciples met;
And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 2 What gifts, what miracles he gave!
And pow'r to heal, and pow'r to save!
words, Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 3 Thus arm'd, he sent the champions forth,
From east to west, from south to north;
"Go, and assert your Saviour's cause;
“Go, spread the myst'ry of his cross." 4 These weapons of the holy war,
Of what almighty force they are,
And lay the proudest rebel low!
Are by these heav'nly arms subdued ; While Satan rages at his loss,
And hates the doctrine of the cross. 226. C. M. WATTS.
Regeneration by the Holy Spirit. 1 NOT all the outward forms on earth,
Nor rites that God has given, Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,
Can raise a soul to heaven. 2 The sovereign will of God alone
Creates us heirs of grace; Born in the image of his Son,
A new, peculiar race. 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind,
Biows on the sons of flesh, New-models all the carnal mind,
And forms the man afresh. 4 Our quickened souls awake and rise
From their long sleep of death; On heavenly things we fix our eyes,
And praise employs our breath.
Behold th' ascended Lord
And thus fulfils his word.
New life creates within:
Of trespasses and sin. 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes,
And shows them unto men;
God's image stamps again.
4 Come, Holy Spirit! from above,
With thy celestial fire;
Each heart and tongue inspire! 228. L. M. DODDRIDGE.
The Spirits Influence compared to Water, I BLESS'D Jesus, source of grace divine,
What soul-refreshing streams are thine! Oh, bring these healing waters nigh,
Or we must droop, and fall and die. 2 No traveller through desert lands,
'Midst scorching suns, and burning sands, More needs the current to obtain,
Or to enjoy refreshing rain.
Spring up, celestial Fountain, spring;
And cheer this thirsty land below.
Through all the desert gently glide;
Spread to a sea of joy and love! 229. L. M. 61. C. WESLEY.
Influences of the Spirit implored. I WE want the spirit of power within,
Of love, and of a healthful mind; Of power to conquer every sin,
or love to God and all mankind; Of health that pain and death defies,
Most vigorous when the body dies. 2 O that the Comforter would come,
Nor visit as a transient guest, But fix in us its constant home,
And keep possession of each breast; And make our souls its blest abode, The temple of the living God !
C. M. WATTS.
To quicken. 1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers,
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
Fond of these trifling toys!
To reach eternal joys.
In vain we strive to rise;
And our devotion dies.
In this poor dying state,
And thine to us so great!
With all thy quickening powers;
And that shall kindle ours. 231. L. M. BROWNE.
To guide. 1 COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With light and comfort from above;
O’er every thought and step preside. · 2 To us the light of truth display,
And make us know and choose thy way:
That we from God may ne'er depart. 3 Lead us to holiness-the road
Which we must take to dwell with God:
Nor let us from his pastures stray. 4 Lead us to God-our final rest,
To be with him for ever blest:
Fulness of joy for ever there !
On thee our hope depends,
From thee alone descends.