Imatges de pÓgina


C. M. St. Martin's. Moar. Af GREAT Father of each perfect gift,

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

We flock around thy gate.
2 Oh 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; f And bear, with energy divine,

Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 211

C. M.

Bedford. York. Aff FATHER of all-in whom alone

We live, and move, and breathe ;
One bright celestial ray send down,

And cheer thy sons beneath.
2 While in thy word we search for thee,

Oh fill our souls with awe;
Thy light impart, that we may see

The wonders of thy law.
3 Now let our darkness comprehend

The light that shines so clear;
Now thy revealing Spirit send,

And give us ears to hear.
4 Before us make thy goodness pass,

Which here by faith we know;
Let us in Jesus see thy face,

And die to all below. 212

H. M.

Bethesda Aff O THOU that hearest prayer !

Attend our humble cry ;
And let thy servants share

Thy blessing from on high :
We plead the promise of thy

Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord !
2 If earthly parents hear

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

Their children's 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-
Oh let thy Spirit now

Descend and fill the place;
So shall we feel the heavenly flame,

And all unite to praise thy name. 213

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Benson. Measina,

[To comfort.)
Aff HOLY GHOST, dispel our sadness,

Pierce the clouds of nature's night;
Come, thou source of joy and gladness,

Breathe thy life-and spread thy light,
2 Author of our new creation,

Bid us all thine influence prove;
Make our souls thy habitation;

Shed abroad the Saviour's love. 214


Bensou. Alaen.
COME, divine and peaceful Guest,
Enter each devoted breast;
Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire,
Kindle there the gospel fire.
2 Bid our sin and sorrow cease;
Fill us with thy heavenly peace;
Joy divine we then shall prove,

Light of truth-and fire of love. 215

Alcester. Naples Aff GRACIOUS Spirit-Love divine !

Let thy light within me shine;
All my guilty fears remove,
Fill me with thy heavenly love.
2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me,
Set the burdened sinner free;
Lead me to the Lamb of God,
Wash me in his precious blood.
3 Life and peace to me impart;
Seal salvation on my heart :
Breathe thyself into my breast,
Earnest of immortal rest.
4 Let me never from thee stray,
Keep me in the narrow way;
Fill my soul with joy divine ;
Keep me, Lord, forever thine


78 & 68.

AR SAVIOUR, I thy word believe,

My unbelief remove;
Now thy quickening Spirit give,

The unction from above:
Show me, Lord, how good thou art ;

Now thy gracious word fulfil;
Send the witness to my heart,

The Holy Ghost reveal.
Blessed Comforter, come down,

And live ard move in nie;
Make my every deed thine own,

In all things led by thee:
Bid'my sin and fear depart,

And within oh deign to dwell;
Faithful Witness, in my heart

Thy perfect light reveal.
3 Whom the world cannot receive,

O Lord, reveal in me;
Son of God, I cease to live,

Unless I live to thee:
Make me choose the better part;

Oh, do thou my pardon seal;
Send'the witness to my heart,

The Holy Ghost reveal. 217

L. M.

Medway. Bath.
Aff GREAT God, and shall thy Spirit rest

In such a wretched heart as mine?
Unworthy dwelling glorious Guest !

How great the favor!-how divine !
2 When sin prevails—and gloomy fear,

And hope almost expires in night,
Lord, can thy Spirit then be here-

Great spring of comfort, life, and light?
3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh !

'Tis he sustains my fainting heart !
Else would my hope forever die,

And every cheering ray depart.
4 And, when my cheerful hope can say,

“I love my God, and taste his grace,"
Lord, is it not thy blişsful ray

Which brings this dawn of sacred peace

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5 Let thy good Spirit in my heart

Forever dwell--O God of love!
And light and heavenly peace impart

Sweet earnest of the joys above. 218

L. M.

Medvay. Bath THE Holy Spirit sure is nigh!

'Tis he sustains my fainting heart!
Else would my hope forever die,

And every cheering ray depart.
2 When some kind promise glads my soul,

Do I not find his healing voice
The tempest of my fears control,

And bid my drooping powers rejoice?
3 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine,

With ardent wish, my heart aspires;
Can it be less than power divine,

Which animates these strong desires ?
4 What less than thy almighty word

Can raise my heart from earth and dust,
And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord,

My life, my treasure, and my trust? 219

8. M. Bethany. Haverhill Aff BLEST Comforter divine !

Let rays of heavenly love
Amid our gloom and darkness shine,

And guide our souls above.
2 Draw, with thy still small voice,

Us from each sinful way;
And bid the mourning saint rejoice,

Though earthly joys decay.
3 By thine inspiring breath

Make every cloud of care,
And e'en the gloomy vale of death,

A smile of glory wear.
4 Oh, fill thou every heart

With love to all our race !
Great Comforter! to us impart

These blessings of thy grace. 220

L. M. Hingham. Brentford Aff BREATHE, Holy Spirit, from above,

Until our hearts with fervor glow :
Oh, kindle there a Saviour's love,

True sympathy with human wo.

2 Bid our conflicting passions cease,

And terror from each conscience flee :
Oh, speak to every bosom peace,

Unknown to all who know not thee.
3 Give us to taste thy heavenly joy,

Our hopes to brightest glory raise ;
Guide us to bliss without alloy,

And tune our hearts to endless praise. 221

C. M. Med field. Oakland.
WHY should the children of a King

Go mourning all their days?
Great Comforter! descend, and bring

Some tokens of thy grace.
2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints,

And seal then heirs of heaven?
When wilt thou banish my complaints,

And show my sins forgiven?
3 Assure my conscience of her part

In my Redeemer's blood;
And bear thy witness with my heart,

That I am born of God.
4 Thou art the earnest of his love,

The pledge of joys to come;
And thy soft wings, celestial Dove,

Will safe convey me home. 222

C. M. Mansfield. Medfolde Af ETERNAL Spirit -God of truth !

Our contrite hearts inspire :
Kindle the flame of heavenly love,

And feed the pure desire.
2 'Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind,

With guilt and fear oppressed:
"Tis thine to bid the dying live,

And give the weary rest.
3 Subdue the power of every sin,

Whate'er that sin may be;
That we with humble, holy heart,

May worship only thee.
4 Then with our spirits witness bear,

That we are sons of God;
Redeemed froin sin, and death, and hell,

Through Christ's atoning blood.

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