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172. Praise to the Redeemer. Now for a tune of lofty praise
To great Jehovah's equal Son! Awake, my voice, in heav'nly lays,
Tell the loud wonders he hath done. Sing how he left the worlds of light,
And the bright robes he wore above; Jow swift and joyful was his flight,
On wings of everlasting love. Deep in the shades of gloomy death
Th’ Almighty Captive pris'ner lay;
And rose to everlasting day.
Up to his throne of shining grace;
Round the sweet beauties of his face! Amongst a thousand harps and songs,
Jesus the God exalted reigns,
And echoes thro' the heav'nly plains.
173. Happiness in Christ. O DEAREST Lord, take thou my
heart; Where can such sweetness be As I have tasted in thy love,
As I have found in thee?
Thy loving grace does give;
Safe in the bush, unhurt, the whole
Will unconsumed live.
i Come, blessed Saviour, to my breast,
And all its love be thine. My Lord hath seiz'd me with sweet force,
His prize and purchase just :
For vanity and dust.
For bliss can ne'er be found, 'Till we arrive where Jesus is,
And tread on grace's ground. 'Tis heaven on earth to taste his love,
To feel his quick'ning grace: And the blest heav'n, I hope, above,
Is there to see his face.
174. Christ the Believer's Au. DEAREST of all the names above,
My Jesus, and my God,
Or trifle with thy blood ?
The Father smiles again; 'Tis by thine interceding breath
The Spirit dwells with men. 'Till God in human flesh I see,
My thoughts no comfort find:
The holy, just, and sacred Three
Are terrors to my mind.
My hope, my joy begins :
His grace removes my sins.
GOD THE SPIRIT,
WHITSUNDAY-PRAYER, LOVE, AND PRAISE
TO THE HOLY SPIRIT.
175. Address to the Holy Spirit. COME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove,
With all thy quick’ning pow’rs, Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours. Look how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys:
To reach eternal joys.
At this poor dying rate,
faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great? Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dovę,
With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, Come shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
176. Prayer to the Spirit.
177. Prayer for the Holy Spirit. Come, holy, celestial Dove,
And visit a sorrowful breast,
And bring me assurance and rest :
The sense of election to give,
And sprinkle his heart with the blood. Thy call if I ever have known,
And sigh'd from myself to get free, And groan'd the unspeakable groan,
And long'd to be happy in thee, Fulfil the imperfect desire,
Thy peace to my conscience reveal, The sense of thy favour inspire,
And give me my pardon to feel. Jf now I lament after God,
And gasp for a drop of thy love, If Jesus hath paid down his blood
My trespass of sio to remove, Come, heav'nly Comforter, come,
Sweet Witness of mercy divine ! And make me thy permanent home,
And seal me eternally thine.
178. Prayer to the Spirit. COME, Holy Spirit, come,
Let thy bright beams arise;
all our eyes Revive our drooping faith;
Our doubts and fears remove; And kindle in our breast the flame
Of never-dying love. Convince us of our sin,
Then lead to Jesu's, blood,