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(190.) C. M. 176.
.lid of the Spirit. 1 FOR ever blessed be the Lord,
My Saviour and my shield! He sends his Spirit with his word,
To arm me for the field. 2 When all my foes their force unite,
He makes my soul his care; Instructs me in the heav'nly fight,
And guards me through the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine
My fainting hope shall raise:
(195.) L. M.
'Tis he sustains my fainting heart; Else would my hope for ever die,
And ev'ry cheering ray depart. 2 When some kind promise glads my soul,
Do I not find his healing voice The tempest of my fears control,
And bíd my drooping pow’rs rejoice? g What less than thine almighty word
Can raise my heart from earth and dust, And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord,
My life, my treasure, and my trust! * And when my cheerful hope can say,
“I love my God, and taste his grace;”
Which brings this dawn of sacred peaoe! 5 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart
For ever dwell, O God of love;
(196.) L. M. 1 A MIDST a world of hopes and fears,
A world of cares, and toils, and tears, Where foes alarm, and dangers threat,
And pleasures kill, and glories cheat: 2 Send down, O Lord! a heav'nly ray,
To guide me in the doubtful way;
To guard me in the dang’rous hour.
In which the thoughtless many run,
And grasp their ruin in their bliss.
Allure my wand'ring soul aside;
Safe lead me to thy heav'nly hill.
That charm, delight, transport the soul;
(198.) C. M. 179.
Breathing after holiness. 0
THAT the Lord would guide my way
To keep his statutes still!
To know and do his will!
And make my heart sincere;
But keep my conscience clear. 3 Assist my soul, too apt to stray,
A stricter watch to keep;
Make me to walk in thy commands;
'Tis a delightful road: Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God."
To the blessed Spirit. 'HOLY Ghost, dispel or sadness,
Pierce the clouds of sinful night:
Breathe thy life and spread thy light;
Rest upon this congregation!
Hear, Oh! hear our supplication. 2 From that height which knows no measures
As a gracious shower descend: Bringing down the richest treasure
Man can wish, or God can send. O thou GLORY, shining down From the FATHER and the Son,
Grant us thy illumination!
Rest on all this congregation. 3 Come, thou best of an donations
God can give, or we implore;
We need wish for nothing more;
Rest on all this congregation,
P. M. 181.
Address to the Spirit. 1 ETERNAL Spirit, sonrce of light,
Enliv’ning, consecrating fire,
Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire;
2 In our cold breasts O strike a spark
Of that pure flame which seraphs feet; Nor let us wander in the dark,
Or lie benumb’d and stupid still. Come, vivifying Spirit, come!
And make our hearts thy constant home. 9 Let pure devotion's fervours rise!
Let ev'ry pious passion glow!
Kindle in our cold hearts below.
And make our souls thy constant home!
THE GOSPEL CALI..
S. M. 182. Behold, now is the accepted Time.
2 Cor. vi. 2.
Now is the day of grace;
And seek the Saviour's face.
The Saviour calls to-day;
Then why should you delay? 8 Now is th' accepted time,
The gospel bids you come;
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5 At length around thy throne
They shall thy face behold;
P. M. 183. Come and welcome to Jesus Christ.
Isaiah lv. I. 1 COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore! Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity join'd with power: He is able,
He is willing: doubt no more.
God's free bounty glorify:
Every grace that brings us nigh-
Come to Jesus Christ, and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
Is to feel your need of him;
Lost and ruin'd by the fall!
You will never come at all. Not the righteous,
Sinners Jesus came to call, 5 View him prostrate in the garden;
On the ground your Maker lies On the bloody tree behold him; Hear him cry,
before he dies, " It is finished!" Sinner, will not this suffice?