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3 Will you let him die in vain ?

Crucify your Lord again?
Why-ye ransomed sinners-why

Will ye slight his grace, and die? 4 Will ye not his grace receive?

Will ye still refuse to live?
Oh! ye dying sinners, why-
Why will ye for ever'die?



The Spirit enlightening and renewing.
1 ETERNAL Spirit! we confess

And sing the wonders of thy grace;
Thy power conveys the blessings down,

To Jew and Gentile, through the Son. 2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray,

Our shades and darkness turn to day;
Thine inward teachings make us know

Our danger and our refuge too.
3 Thy power and glory work within,

And break the chains of reigning sin;
Our wild, imperious lusts subdue,

And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice;

Thy cheering words awake our joys;
Thy words allay the stormy wind-

And calm the surges of the mind. 223. L. M. PRATT'S COLL.

Descent of the Holy Spirit.
1 BLEST day! when our ascended Lord
Fulfilled his own prophetic word;
Sent down his Spirit, to inspire

His saints, baptized with holy fire. 2 While by his power these signs were wrought

While divers tongues his wisdom taught,
His love one only subject gave-

That Jesus died the world to save !
3 Sure peace with God !-the joyful sound

Pours wide its sacred influence round;

Relenting foes his grace receive,

And humble myriads hear and live! 224. P. M. SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS.

The Holy Spirit the Comforter.
I OUR blest Redeemer, ere he breathed

His tender, last farewell,
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed

With us to dwell.
2 He came in tongues of living flame,

To teach, convince, subdue;
All powerful as the wind he came,

As viewless too.
3 He came sweet influence to impart,

A gracious humble guest,
While he can find one humble heart,

Wherein to rest.
4 And his that gentle voice we hear,

Soft as the breath of even,
That checks each fault, that calms each fear,

And speaks of heaven. 5 And every virtue we possess,

And every victory won,
And every thought of holiness,

Are his alone.
6 Spirit of purity and grace,

Our weakness pitying see;
O make our hearts thy dwelling place,

And worthier thee.

L. M. Watts. The effusion of the Holy Spirit. 1 GREAT was the day, the joy was great,

When the divine disciples met;
Whilst on their heads the Spirit came,

And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 2 What gifts, what miracles he gave!

And pow'r to heal, and pow'r to save!
Furnished their tougues with wondrous

words, Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 3 Thus arm'd, he sent the champions forth,

From east to west, from south to north;


"Go, and assert your Saviour's cause;

“Go, spread the myst'ry of his cross." 4 These weapons of the holy war,

Of what almighty force they are,
To make our stubborn passions bow,

And lay the proudest rebel low!
5 Nations, the learned and the rude,

Are by these heav'nly arms subdued ; While Satan rages at his loss,

And hates the doctrine of the cross. 226. C. M. WATTS.

Regeneration by the Holy Spirit. 1 NOT all the outward forms on earth,

Nor rites that God has given, Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,

Can raise a soul to heaven. 2 The sovereign will of God alone

Creates us heirs of grace; Born in the image of his Son,

A new, peculiar race. 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind,

Biows on the sons of flesh, New-models all the carnal mind,

And forms the man afresh. 4 Our quickened souls awake and rise

From their long sleep of death; On heavenly things we fix our eyes,

And praise employs our breath.
1 LET songs of praises fill the sky!

Behold th' ascended Lord
Sends down his Spirit from on high,

And thus fulfils his word.
2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath,

New life creates within:
He raises sinners from the death

Of trespasses and sin. 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes,

And shows them unto men;
The humble soul his temple makes,

God's image stamps again.

4 Come, Holy Spirit! from above,

With thy celestial fire;
Oh come! with holy zeal and love

Each heart and tongue inspire! 228. L. M. DODDRIDGE.

The Spirits Influence compared to Water, I BLESS'D Jesus, source of grace divine,

What soul-refreshing streams are thine! Oh, bring these healing waters nigh,

Or we must droop, and fall and die. 2 No traveller through desert lands,

'Midst scorching suns, and burning sands, More needs the current to obtain,

Or to enjoy refreshing rain.
3 Our longing souls aloud would sing,

Spring up, celestial Fountain, spring;
To a redundant river flow,

And cheer this thirsty land below.
4 May this blest torrent near our side,

Through all the desert gently glide;
Then, in Immanuel's land above,

Spread to a sea of joy and love! 229. L. M. 61. C. WESLEY.

Influences of the Spirit implored. I WE want the spirit of power within,

Of love, and of a healthful mind; Of power to conquer every sin,

or love to God and all mankind; Of health that pain and death defies,

Most vigorous when the body dies. 2 O that the Comforter would come,

Nor visit as a transient guest, But fix in us its constant home,

And keep possession of each breast; And make our souls its blest abode, The temple of the living God !


To quicken. 1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all thy quickening powers,


Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold hearts of ours.
2 Look! how we grovel here below,

Fond of these trifling toys!
Our souls can neither fly nor go,

To reach eternal joys.
3 In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise;
Hosannas languish on our tongues,

And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord! and shall we ever lie

In this poor dying state,
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,

And thine to us so great!
5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,

And that shall kindle ours. 231. L. M. BROWNE.

To guide. 1 COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With light and comfort from above;
Be thou our guardian—thou our guide!

O’er every thought and step preside. · 2 To us the light of truth display,

And make us know and choose thy way:
Plant holy fear in every heart,

That we from God may ne'er depart. 3 Lead us to holiness-the road

Which we must take to dwell with God:
Lead us to Christ the living way;

Nor let us from his pastures stray. 4 Lead us to God-our final rest,

To be with him for ever blest:
Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share-

Fulness of joy for ever there !
1 FATHER, to thee our souls we lift,

On thee our hope depends,
Convinced that every perfect gift

From thee alone descends.

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