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2 He now stands knocking at the door
The worst need keep him out no more,
3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice,
4 Come quickly in, thou heav'nly guest,
Pastoral Hymn.] HYMN 240. 6 lines 8's.
NHOU hidden source of calm repose,
My help and refuge from my foes,
Secure I am if thou art mine: And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame, I hide me, Jesus, in thy name.
2 Thy mighty name salvation is,
And keeps my happy soul above: Comfort it brings and pow'r, and peace, And joy, and everlasting love: To me with thy great name are giv'n Pardon, and holiness, and heav'n.
3 Jesus, my all in all thou art,
My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
In war, my peace; in loss my gain;
In weakness, my almighty pow'r;
In bonds my perfect liberty,
My light, in Satan's darkest hour';
Pickering.] HYMN 241. C. M.
1 ALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal,
2 With thee conversing, we forget
3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my heart rejoice;
My bounding heart shall own thy sway,
4 Thou callest me to seek thy face;
To 'tend the whispers of thy grace,
5 Let this my ev'ry hour employ,
Arlington.] HYMN 242. C. M.
JESUS, to thee I now can fly,
On whom my help is laid:
2 Believing on my Lord, I find
On thee alone my constant mind
3 Whate'er in me seems wise or good,
I wash my garments in the blood
4 Jesus, my Strength, my Life, my Rest, On thee will I depend,
Till summon'd to the marriage-feast,
Alderton.] HYMN 243. 4 8's & 26's.
TOW happy, gracious Lord, are we!
Whose hours divided are
Betwixt the mount and multitude:
3 The winter's night, and summer's day, Glide imperceptibly away,
Too short to sing thy praise;
Too few we find the happy hours,
4 With all who chant thy name on high, And holy, holy, holy cry,
A bright harmonious throng,
Eutaw.] HYMN 244. 6 lines 8's.
1 HEE will I love, my strength, my tower;
T Thee will I love, my joy, my crown;
Thee will I love with all my power,
Thee, lovelier than the sons of men!
To thee, the only ease in pain!
3 In darkness willingly I stray'd;
I sought thee, yet from thee I rov'd: Far wide my wand'ring thoughts were spread; Thy creatures more than thee I lov'd; And now, if more at length I see,
'Tis through thy light, and comes from thee.
4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun,
That thy bright beams on me have shin'd; I thank thee, who hast overthrown
My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind;
5 Uphold me in the doubtful race,
Give to my heart chaste, hallow'd fires;
The love that all heaven's host inspires,
That all my powers, with all their might,
Thee will I love, my joy, my crown,
Suffolk.] HYMN 245. C. M.
NFINITE, unexhausted love;
2 What shall I do my God to love!
The length, and breadth, and height to prove, And depth of sov'reign grace?
3 Thy sov'reign grace to all extends, Immense and unconfin'd;
From age to age it never ends,
It reaches all mankind.
4 Throughout the world its breadth is known, Wide as infinity:
So wide it never pass'd by one,
Or it had pass'd by me.
5 My trespass was grown up to heaven,
Through Christ abundantly forgiven,
6 The depth of all-redeeming love,
O may I to the utmost prove