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THE INVOCATION.

BREATHE on my Wreath, blest Spirit, let the

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Warm from Thy burning altar, now inspire
A feeble worm, Thine unction pour on me,
Tuning my heart's full melody to Thee.
Teach me to celebrate a Saviour's praise,
And sing His glories in these humble lays.
Jesus, I feel Thy love, I know Thy grace
Has cleansed my soul, and checked my sinful

race.

I cannot doubt, blest Lord, that I am Thine, Humbly believing, I can call Thee mine.

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Like a deep tide Thy beauteous glories roll, And fill with heavenly joy my raptured soul. Shrined in my inmost heart, Thy name shall be

A bed of sweets, and holy fragrancy.

Lord, I shall meet Thee soon, these mortal

eyes

Withont a veil, shall see Thee in the skies!

This earthly frame shall Thy full image bear, Know Thy deep love and all Thy glory share. The Father's grace chose a pure bride for thee, Ere worlds were made, or man was formed to be;

And every member of Thy church shall shine A living star, with lustre all divine;

Shall dwell with Thee in ages yet to come,

Bought by Thy blood to share Thy heavenly home.

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