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And to our wond’ring view reveal
The secret love of God.
To sanctify the soul,
And new create the whole.
Thine influence withdraw, ! Whạt easy victims soon we fall
To conscience, wrath, and law! i.
Our faith and patience fail,
Our feeble souls assail. "
Our minds from bondage free; Then shall we know, and praise, and love, .
The Father, Son, and Thee. .
179. A Prayer for the Spirit. Now may the Spirit's holy fire,
Descending from above, His waiting family inspire
With joy, and peace, and love! . Thee we the Comforter confess;
Unless throu’rt present here,
We utter heartless pray’r. 'Wake, heav?nly wind, arise, and come
Blow on the drooping field; .
Our spices then shall breathe perfume,
And fragrant incense yield. Touch with a living coal the lip
That shall proclaim thy word; And bid each awful hearer keep Attention to the Lord.
180. Prayer to the Spirit. Descend from heav'n, immortal Dove!.
Stoop down, and take us on thy wings, And bear our spirits far above
The reach of earth's inferior things. O for a sight, a pleasing sight,
Of our Almighty Father's throne! There sits our Saviour, crown'd with light,
Cloth'd with a body like our own. Adoring saints around him stand,
And angel pow'rs before him fall; The God shines gracious through the man,
And sheds sweet glories on them all. may we reach that blessed place Where he his beauties does unfold ! Where we shall see him face to face, And sing his name to harps of gold !
181. The witnessing Spirit, Why should the children of a King
Go mourning all their days? . Great Comforter, descend and bring,
Some tokens of thy grace,
Dost thou not dwell in all the saints,
And seal the heirs of heav'n?
And shew my sins forgiv'n?
In the Redeemer's blood; SRS
That I am born of God. ) , Thou art the earnest of his love,
The pledge of joys to come;
Will safe convey me home,
182, Providence. Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will, Tumultuous passions, all be still ! Nor let a murmuring thought arise, His ways are just, his councils wise.'' He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his works, the cause conceals; But tho' his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. In heav'n, and earth, and air, and seas, He executes his firm decrees;
And by his saints it stands confest,".
183. Creation and Providence. Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes To him who dwells above the skies; With your glad notes his praise rehearse Who form’d the mighty universe. He spoke, and from the womb of night At once sprang up the cheering light! Him discord heard, and at his nod Beauty awoke, and spoke the God. The word he gave, th' obedient sun Began his glorious race to run; Nor silver moon, nor stars, delay To glide along th’ ethereal way. Teeming with life, air, earth, and sea, Obey th' Almighty's high decree! To ev'ry tribe he gives their food, Then speaks the whole divinely good. But to complete the wondrous plan, From earth and dust he fashions man; In man the last, in him the best, The Maker's image stands confest, Lord, while thy glorious works I view, Form thou my heart and soul anew ;
Here bid thy purest light to shine,
184. Création and Providence. Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys
Creation's beauties o'er,
And bid our souls adore.
Thy radiant footsteps shine;
And speak their source divine.
In earth, and sea, and air,
Almighty pow'r declare.
In all thy works appear:
Man, thy distinguish'd care!
That breath thy pow'r maintains ;
His brittle frame sustains.
Of reason's light possess'd,
Still more divinely bless'd.
When threat'ning woes impend,