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256. Spiritual Declension. T. 1. GILL. | 6 Lord, help this earnest, helpless will;
Lord, lay thy hand on me: 1 Oh wherefore hath my spirit leave
Shall I not climb thy holy hill ? To come so near my God,
'Shall I not dwell with thee? And yet so soon must gaze and grieve O'er the abandoned road ?
The Light from Within. J. VERY 2 1 feel my God almost possessed, 1 I saw on earth another light The heavenly land half won;
Than that which lit my eye The blissful greeting of the blest,
Come forth, as from the soul within, The eternal song, begun:
And from a higher sky.
3 O wings that drop! O strains that die !
O light that fades away!
O heaven, that will not stay!
2 Its beams still shone unclouded on,
When, in the distant west,
For ever to his rest.
1 What sweetness in thy presence, Lord !
What glory in thy smile !
Ah! wherefore but a while ?
3 And on I walked, though dark the night
Nor rose his orb by day;
Was pointing out the way.
6 How faintly sounds each sweet command! 4 'Twas brighter far than noonday's beam Thy Son's dear face, how diin!
It shone from God within ; Yet would I smile at thy right hand, And lit, as by a lamp from heaven, Yet would I reign with him.
The world's dark track of sin.
The Saini's Rest. WESLET'S COL.2 In thine all-gracious providence 1 Lorn, I believe a rest remains,
Our cheerful hopes confide: To all thy people known;
Oh let thy power be our defence, A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, Thy love our footsteps guide! And thou art loved alone;
3 And since, by passion's force subdued, 2 A rest, where all our soul's desire
Too oft, with stubborn will, Is fixed on things above,
We blindly shun the latent good, Where fear and sin and grief expire, And grasp the specious ill, Cast out by perfect love.
4 Not what we wish, but what we want, 8 Oh that I now the rest might know,
Let mercy still supply: Believe, and enter in !
The good unasked, O Father! grant, Now, Father, now the power bestow,
The ill, though asked, deny. And let me cease from sin.
2 Thy kingdom come, with power and grace, | 3 Thy gifts are only then enjoyed,
When used as talents lent;
When in thy service spent.
8 The righteousness that never ends,
But makes an end of sin;
Into our souls bring in;
4 And, though thy wisdom takes away,
Shall I arraign thy will ?
“ The Lord is gracious still."