308 L. M. RIPPON'S COL. A propitious Gale longed for. 1 AT anchor laid, remote from home, Toiling, I cry, "Sweet Spirit, come! Celestial breeze, no longer stay, But swell my sails, and speed my way. 2 "Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, And loose my cable from below; But I can only spread my sail ; Thou, thou must breathe the auspicious gale." 309 L. M. DODDRIDGE. God shining into the Heart. 1 PRAISE to the Lord of boundless might, His presence gilds the worlds above; 2 Our rising earth his eye beheld, When in substantial darkness veiled; 4 Shine, mighty God, with vigor shine, 5 My soul, revived by heaven-born day, Thy radiant image shall display ; While all my faculties unite To praise the Lord, who gives me light. 310 L. M. Growing in Grace. Doddridge. 1 PRAISE to thy name, eternal God, 2 Blest be thy hand, which from the skies 3 But why does that celestial flower 4 Unchanging sun, thy beams display, 5 And thou, blest Spirit, deign to blow 254 311 L. M. Veni, Creator Spiritus. DRYDEN. 1 CREATOR Spirit! by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come, visit every pious mind, Come, pour thy joys on human kind. 2 Thrice holy fount! thrice holy fire! 3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high, Rich in thy sevenfold energy; From sin and sorrow set us free, 4 Refine and purge our earthly parts; 5 Chase from our minds the infernal foe, 6 Make us eternal truths receive, 255 312 C. M. DODDRIDGE. The Influences of the Spirit desired. 1 GREAT Father of each perfect gift, With longing eyes and lifted hands, 2 O, shed abroad that royal gift, To bless our eyes with sacred light, 3 With speedy flight may he descend, And o'er our languid souls extend 4 Blest earnest of eternal joy, Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 5 Diffuse, O God, these copious showers, 313 C. M. Breathing after the Holy Spirit. WATTS. 1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dové, With all thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look, how we grovel here below, 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, Hosannas languish on our tongues, 4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 314 C. M. SALISBURY COL. Divine Aid implored. 1 THINE influence, mighty God, is felt In heaven, on earth, through air and skies, 2 Thy sacred influence, Lord, we need, O, cleanse our souls from every sin, 3 Father of light, thine aid impart, 4 Supported by thy heavenly grace, That grace shall make each burden light, |