L. Mason 256 ERNAN 105. 1. That mystic word of thine, O Sov-'reign Lord, Is high, too deep for me; Weary of striving, and with long - ing faint, 2 Abide in me; o'ershadow by thy love Each half-formed purpose and dark thought of sin; 3 As some rare perfume in a vase of clay Pervades it with a fragrance not its own, All heaven's own sweetness seems around it thrown. 4 The soul alone, like a neglected harp, Grows out of tune, and needs that hand divine: 5 Abide in me: there have been moments pure Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe O, hap-py hearts and happy homes, To whom the King of Glory comes! A-MEN. Which falls like sun-shine on the road Of those who trust in thee. A-MEN. 2 We ask not, Father, for repose Which comes from outward rest, If we may have through all life's woes Thy peace within our breast. 4 That peace which flows serene and deep, A river in the soul, Whose banks a living verdure keep, God's sunshine o'er the whole. 3 That peace which suffers and is strong, 5 O Father, give our hearts this peace, Trusts where it cannot see, Deems not the trial-way too long, But leaves the end with thee. Whate'er the outward be, Till all life's discipline shall cease, And we go home to thee. Anonymous Fix in us thy humble dwell - ing, All thy faith - ful Fa-ther, thou art all com-pas- sion, Pure, un bound-ed love thou art; Visit us with thy sal va- tion, En- ter ev'ry trembling heart. A-MEN. 2 Breathe, O, breathe thy loving Spirit 3 Finish, then, thy new creation, Into every troubled breast! Let us all in thee inherit, Let us find thy promised rest. Come, Almighty to deliver, Let us all thy grace receive! Graciously come down, and never, Never more thy temples leave. Pure and spotless may we be; Let us see our whole salvation Perfectly secured by thee. Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place, Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. Rev. Charles Wesley 260 FLEMMING P. M. F. Flemming 2 Blest with communion so divine, Take what thou wilt, shall I repine, When, as the branches to the vine, My soul may cling to thee? 3 What though the world deceitful prove, And earthly friends and joys remove, With patient, uncomplaining love Still would I cling to thee. 261 COVENTRY C. M. 4 Though faith and hope awhile be tried, I ask not, need not, aught beside: How safe, how calm, how satisfied, The soul that clings to thee! 5 Blest is my lot, whate'er befall; Charlotte Elliott Lowell Mason Saviour, Guar-dian,heavenly Friend, O, defend us to 2 Thine forever! Saviour, keep Shield us through our earthly strife. |