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Rov. GEORGE CROLY, 1854
Sir JOSEPH BARNBY, 1883
1. Spir - it
of God, de-scend up - on my heart; Wean it from earth, thro' I ask no dream, no propb-et ta - cies, No sud - den rend-ing 3. Hast Thou not bid us love Thee, God and King? All, all Thine own, soul,
all its puls - es
move; Stoop to my weak-ness, might-y as Thou art, of the veil of clay, No an - gel vis - it - ant, no ope- ning skies ; heart, and strength, and mind; I see Thy cross—there teach my heart to cling:
4 Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear, To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.
5 Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame;
My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.
We praise Thee for the ra - diance That from the hal-lowed page,
cask - et Where gems of truth are stored;
The lit - tle ones may learn The wonders of
grace. That those we teach may hear The great things Thou hast wrought. Where'er He leads them go, And in His love
joice. And plead, by more than speech, For Thee with ev - 'ry heart.
1. Ho - ly Fa - ther Thou hast giv'n Ho ly truth from high - est heav'n; 2. Clear, er than the at noon, Fair - er than the
sil - ver moon, 3. Here tbe wis - dom from a - bove, Beam-ing ho - li - ness and love, 4. Bless-ed Sav- iour, Light Di - vine, Thou hast bid rise and shine;
Words of coun - sel wise and pure, Words of prom-ise bright and sure; Thro' the clouds and thro' the night Shin - eth aye this heav'n-ly light; Stir - ring hope, dis - pell - ing fear, Shines to save; for Christ is here: Grant Thy grace, and we shall be Chil - dren of the day in Thee,
Light that guides us back to Thee, Back to peace and pur - i - ty.