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3 Thy Spirit then will speak
Through lips of humble clay,
Till hearts of adamant shall break,
Till rebels shall obey.

4 Now lend Thy gracious ear,
Now listen to our cry:

Oh, come, and bring salvation near!
Our souls on Thee rely.

206 (580).

AVIOUR, visit Thy plantation,
Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain!

All will come to desolation,

Unless Thou return again:

Lord, revive us;

H. M.

All our help must come from Thee!
2 Keep no longer at a distance,
Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of Thine assistance,
Ev'ry plant should droop and die:
Lord, etc.

3 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither,

Thou canst make them bloom again!
Oh, permit them not to wither,
Let not all our hopes be vain!
Lord, etc.

4 Let our mutual love be fervent;
Make us prevalent in prayers;
Let each one, esteem'd Thy servant,
Shun the world's bewitching snares.
Lord, etc.

5 Break the tempter's fatal power;
Turn the stony heart to flesh;

And begin from this good hour
To revive Thy work afresh.
Lord, revive us;

All our help must come from Thee!

207 (588).


C. JI.

OLEST Jesus! come Thou gently dow,
And fill this hallow'd place:

Oh, make Thy glorious goings known,
Diffuse around Thy grace!

2 Shine, dearest Lord, from realms of day
Disperse the gloom of night;
Chase all our clouds and doubts away,
And turn the shades to light.

3 Behold, and pity from above,
Our cold and languid frame;
Oh, shed abroad Thy quick'ning love,
And glorify Thy name.

4 All-glorious Saviour, source of grace,
To Thee we raise our cry:
Unveil the beauties of Thy face
To ev'ry waiting eye.

5 Revive, O God, desponding saints,
Who languish, droop, and sigh;
Refresh the soul that tires and faints,
Fill mourning hearts with joy.

208 (585).


8s, 7s & 4s

N the mountain's top appearing,
Lo! the sacred herald stands,
Welcome news to Zion bearing,
Zion long in hostile lands:
Mourning captive!

God himself will loose thy bands.

2 Has thy night been long and mournful? Have thy friends unfaithful proved? Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmoved? Cease thy mourning;

Zion still is well beloved.

3 God, thy God, will now restore thee;
He Himself appears thy Friend;
All thy foes shall flee before thee;
Here their boasts and triumphs end:
Great deliv'rance

Zion's King vouchsafes to send.

4 Enemies no more shall trouble;
All thy wrongs shall be redress'd;
For thy shame thou shalt have double,
In thy Maker's favor blest:

All thy conflicts

End in everlasting rest!


209 (590).

IGRD, I am Thine, entirely Thine,

L. M

Purchased and saved by blood divine; With full consent Thine I would be, And own Thy sov'reign right in me. 2 Here, Lord, my life, my soul, my all, I yield to Thee beyond recall; Accept Thine own, so long withheld, Accept what I so freely yield!

3 Grant one poor sinner more a place Among the children of Thy grace;

A wretched sinner, lost to God,

But ransom'd by Immanuel's blood.

4 Thine would I live, Thine would I die,
Be Thine through all eternity;
The vow is past beyond repeal;
Now will I set the solemn seal.
5 Do Thou assist a feeble worm;
The great engagement to perform;
Thy grace assistance can extend,
And on that grace I will depend.

210 (917).

NOW I resolve, with all my heart,

L. M.

With all my power to serve the Lord;
Nor from His ways will I depart,
Whose service is a rich reward.
2 Oh, be this service all my joy!
Áround let my example shine,
Till others love the blest employ,
And join in labors so divine.
3 Be this the purpose of my soul,

My solemn, my determined choice,
To yield to His supreme control,
And in His kind commands rejoice.

4 Oh, may I never faint nor tire,

Nor, wand'ring, leave His sacred ways; Great God! accept my soul's desire,

And give me strength to live Thy praise.

211 (922).

OH, happy day that fix'd my choice

L. M.

On Thee, my Saviour and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.

2 Oh, happy bond that seals my vows
To Him who merits all my love!
I'll praise Him in His sacred house,
And gladly to His altar move.

3 Now with His saints I choose my part;
With them I come a welcome guest;
Here rest, my once divided heart;
In Him, thy blissful portion, rest.
4 'Tis done, the great transaction's done:
I am my Lord's, and He is mine:
He drew me, and I follow'd on,

Charm'd to confess the voice divine. 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear, Till, call'd at last from all below, I bless in death a bond so dear.

212 (919).

EOPLE of the living God,

Paths of sin and sorrow trod,


Peace and comfort nowhere found.

2 Now to you my spirit turns,
Turns a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
Oh, receive me into rest!
3 Lonely I no longer roam,

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;
Where you dwell shall be my home,
Where you die shall be my grave.
4 Mine the God whom you adore;
Your Redeemer shall be mine;
Earth can fill my soul no more,
Ev'ry idol I resign.


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