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Accept our thanksgiving for creating grace ;
Thy Son thou hast given, the world to redeem, And bring us to heaven, whose trust is in him. 5 Wherefore of thy love we sing and rejoice ; With angels above, we lift up our voice : Thy love each believer shall gladly adore, For ever and ever, when time is no more. 238 Warwick—p. 316.] 230 P. M. 88,88,77.
THE voice of my Beloved sounds,
He flies exulting o'er the hills,
Gently doth he chide my stay,
“Rise, my love, and come away." 2 The scatter'd clouds are fled at last, The rain is gone, the winter 's past, The lovely vernal flowers appear, The warbling choir enchants our ear ;
Now with sweetly pensive moan
Coos the turtle dove alone. 239 Nero Gabriel-p. 58.] C. M.
YOME, let us who in Christ believe,
To him, with joyful voices, give
The glory of his grace.
2 He now stands knocking at the door
Of every sinner's heart;
Or force him to depart.
Yield to be saved from sin ;
That thou wilt enter in.
Nor ever hence remove :
Be everlasting love. 240 Morning Hymn-p.159.] 1st P.M.6 lines 8s.
THOU hidden Source of calm repose,
My help and refuge from my foes,
Secure I am if thou art mine!
And keeps my happy soul above:
And joy, and everlasting love :
My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
In war, my peace; in loss, my gain ;
In weakness, my almighty power ;
In bonds, my perfect liberty ;
My light, in Satan's darkest hour ; In grief, my joy unspeakable ; My life in death ; my all in all. 241 Randall-p. 16.) C. M. TALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal,
While here o'er earth wo rove; Speak to our hearts, and let us feel
The kindling of thy love. 2 With thee conversing, we forget
All time, and toil, and care : Labour is rest, and pain is sweet,
If thou, my God, art here. 3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay,
And bid my heart rejoice; My bounding heart shall own thy sway,
And echo to thy voice. 4 Thou callest me to seek thy face ;
'Tis all I wish to seek ; T attend the whispers of thy grace,
And hear thee inly speak. 5 Let this my every hour employ,
Till I thy glory see; Enter into my Master's joy,
And find my heaven in thee! 242
Arlington--p. 3.) C. M. JESUS tonthee Lenow.can fly, Oppress'd by sins, I lift my eye,
And see the shadows fade. 2 Believing on my Lord, I find
A sure and present aid :
On thee alone my constant mind
Be every moment stay'd !
Or strong, I here disclaim :
Of the atoning Lamb.
On thee will I depend,
When faith in sight shall end. 243 Rapture—p. 195.] 4th P. M. 886, 886.
TOW happy, gracious Lord, are we !
Divinely drawn to follow thee,
Our night in praise and prayer.
Or unimproved, below :
And only thee to know.
Too short to sing thy praise ;
In everlasting lays.
(A bright, harmonious throng !)
The new eternal song !
244 Framingham-p.166.] 1st P.M.6 lines 8s.
THEE will I love, my strength, my tower ; Thee will I love with all my power,
In all thy works, and thee alone :
Thee, lovelier than the sons of men!
To thee, the only ease in pain !
I sought thee, yet from thee I roved :
Thy creatures more than thee I loved; And now, if more at length I see, 'Tis through thy light, and comes from thee. 4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun,
That thy bright beams on me have shined ; I thank thee, who hast overthrown
My foes, and heal’d my wounded mind ;
Nor suffer me again to stray ;
Still to press forward in thy way;
Give to my heart chaste, hallow'd fires ;
The love that all heaven's host inspires;