44.

Rev. xxii. 17-20.

S.M.

1 The Spirit in our hearts

Is whispering, Sinner, come!

The bride, the Church of Christ proclaim To all His children, come.

? Let him that heareth, say
To all about him, Come!

Let him that thirsts for righteousness,
To Christ, the fountain, come!

Yes! whosoever will,

Oh let him freely come,

And freely drink the stream of life;
"Tis Jesus bids him Come;

4 Lo! Jesus, who invites,

Declares, I quickly come;"
Lord, even so! I wait Thy hour..
Jesus, my Saviour, come!

1 Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear, Thou glorious star of day;

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Shine forth and chase the dreary night, With all our tears, away!

2 Strangers on earth, we wait for Thee; Oh! leave the Father's throne; Come with a shout of victory, Lord, And claim us as Thy own.

3 Oh! bid the bright archangel now,
The trump of God prepare,

To call Thy saints-the quick, the dead,
To meet Thee in the air.

4 No resting-place we seek on earth,
No loveliness we see;
Our eye is on the royal crown
Prepared for us and Thee.

5 But, dearest Lord, however bright
That crown of joy above,

What is it to the brighter hope
Of dwelling in Thy love?

6 What to the joy, the deeper joy,
Unmingled, pure, and free,
Of union with our living Head,
Of fellowship with Thee?

This joy e'en now on earth is ours.
But only Lord, above,

Our heart without a pang shall know
The fulness of Thy love.

8 There, near Thy heart, upon the throne,
Thy ransomed bride shall see
What grace was in the bleeding Lamb
Who died to make her free.

46.

Acts ii. 2.

C.M

1 Spirit Divine! attend our prayer,
And make this house Thy home;
Descend with all Thy gracious power,
Oh! come, Great Spirit, come!

2 Come as the light; to us reveal
Our emptiness and woe;

And lead us in those paths of life
Where all the righteous go.

3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame;

Let our whole souls an offering be
To our Redeemer's name.

4 Come as the dew, and sweetly bless
This consecrated hour;

May barren minds be taught to own
Thy fertilizing power.

5 Come as the dove, and spread Thy wings The wings of peaceful love;

And let the Church on earth become
Blest as the Church above.

47.

1 Cor. iii. 22.

C.M.

1 If God is mine, then present things
And things to come are mine;
Yea, Christ, His Word, and Spirit too,
And glory all divine.

2 If He is mine, then from His lovo
He every trouble sends;

All things are working for my good,
And bliss His rod attends.

3 If He is mine, I need not fear
The rage of earth and hell;
He will support my feeble power,
Their utmost force repel.

If He is mine, let friends forsake,
Let wealth and honor flee;
Sure He who giveth me Himself
Is more than these to me.

5 If He is mine, I'll boldly pass Through death's tremendous vale;

He is a solid comfort when

All other comforts fail.

6 Oh! tell me, Lord, that Thou art mine; What can I wish beside ?

My soul shall at the fountain live,
When all the streams are dried.

48.

Rev. v. 9.

C.M

1 Sing we the song of those who stand

Around the eternal throne,

Of every kindred, clime, and land,
A multitude unknown.