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L. M. 365. BEDDOME.

Teachings of the Spirit.
i Come, blessed Spirit, source of light,

Whose power and grace are unconfined,
Dispel the gloomy shades of night,
The thicker darkness of the mind.

2 To mine illumined eyes display

The glorious truth thy word reveals ;
Cause me to run the heavenly way;
The book unfold, unloose the seals.

3 Thine inward teachings make me know

The mysteries of redeeming love,
The emptiness of things below,
The excellence of things above.

4. While through this dubious maze I stray,

Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad,
To show the dangers of the way,
And guide my feeble steps to God.

79. M.



For the Holy Spirit.

i Gracious Spirit, Love divine !

Let thy light within me shine;
All my guilty fears remove,
Fill me with thy heavenly bove.

2 Life and peace to me impart ;

Seal salvation on my heart:
Breathe thyself into my breast,
Earnest of immortal rest.

3 Let me never from thee stray,

Keep me in the narrow way;
Fill my soul with joy divine;
Keep me, Lord, for ever thine.

L. M.


Spiritual Influences compared to Rain.
1 The dews and rains, in all their store,

Watering the pastures o'er and o'er,
Are not so copious as that grace
Which sanctifies and saves our race.

2 As, in soft silence, vernal showers

Descend and cheer the fainting flowers,
So, in the secrecy of love,
Falls the sweet influence from above.

3 That heavenly influence let me find

In holy silence of the mind,
While every grace maintains its bloom,
Diffusing wide its rich perfume.

4 Nor let these blessings be confined

To me, but poured on all mankind;
Till earth's wild wastes in verdure rise,
And a new Eden bless our eyes.

7 & 6s. M. 368. WESLEYAN.

The Whispers of the Spirit.
1 OPEN, Lord, my inward ear,

And bid my heart rejoice;
Bid my quiet spirit hear

The comfort of thy voice;

Never in the whirlwind found,

Or where earthquakes rock the place, Still and silent is the sound,

The whisper of thy grace.
2 From the world of sin and noise

And tumult I withdraw;
For the small and inward voice

I wait with humble awe;
Silent am I now and still,

Dare not in thy presence move; To my waiting soul reveal

The secret of thy love.

C. M.


The Spirit desired.
1 GREAT Father of our feeble race,

Behold, thy servants wait;
With longing eyes and lifted hands,

We flock around thy gate.
2 O shed abroad that royal gift,

Thy Spirit, from above,
To bless our eyes with sacred light,

And fire our hearts with love.

3 Blest earnest of eternal joy,

Declare our sins forgiven, And bear, with energy divine,

Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 4 Diffuse, O God, refreshing showers,

That earth its fruit may yield, And change this barren wilderness

To Carmel's flowery field.

H. M. 370.

CAMPBELL's Col. Pleading the Promise of the Spirit. 1 0 Thou that hearest prayer, Attend our humble

And let thy servants share

Thy blessing from on high :
We plead the promise of thy word;
Grant us thy holy Spirit, Lord.
2 If earthly parents hear

Their children when they cry,
If they, with love sincere,

Their varied wants supply,
Much more wilt thou thy love display,
And answer when thy children pray.
3 Our Heavenly Father, thou;

We, children of thy grace:
O let thy Spirit now

Descend and fill the place :
So shall we feel the heavenly flame,
And all unite to praise thy name.
4 O may that sacred fire,

Descending from above,
Our languid hearts inspire

With fervent zeal and love :
Enlighten our beclouded eyes,
And teach our grovelling souls to rise.
5 And send thy Spirit down

On all the nations, Lord,
With great success to crown

The preaching of thy word,
Till heathen lands shall own thy sway,
And cast their idol gods away.

78. M. 371. BATHURST.

The Teaching Spirit.
i Holy Spirit, from on high

Bend o’er us a pitying eye;
Now refresh the drooping heart,

Bid the power of sin depart. 2 Light up every dark recess

Of our heart's ungodliness;
Show us every

devious way Where our steps have gone astray.

Teach us, with repentant grief,
Humbly to implore relief;
Then the Saviour's love reveal,

And our broken spirits heal.
4 May we daily grow in grace,

And pursue the heavenly race,
Trained in wisdom, led by love,
Till we reach our rest above.

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COME, Holy Spirit, come!

Let thy bright beam arise ; Dispel the sorrow from our minds,

The darkness from our eyes.


Convince us all of sin;

Lead us to thine abode, And to our wondering view reveal

Thy mercies, O our God!

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