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2 Mercy and grace are thine alone,
And power and wisdom too; Without the Spirit of thy Son
We nothing good can do.
Our good is all divine;
And righteous word, is thine.
The power on thee to call;
Our God is all in all.
To prepare for Worship. 1 COME, Holy Spirit, calm each mind,
And fit us to approach our God; Remove each vain, each worldly thought,
And lead us to thy blest abode. 2. Hast thou imparted to our souls
A living spark of holy fire ?
Make us to burn with pure desire. 3 Still brighter faith and hope impart,
And let us now our Saviour see: Oh! soothe and cheer each burdened heart
And bid our spirits rest in thee.
Behold thy servants wait;
We flock around thy gate.
Thy Spirit from above,
And fire our hearts with love. 3 Blest earnest of eternal joy,
Declare our sins forgiven; And bear, with energy divine,
Our raptured thoughts to heaven.
235. C. M. WESLEY'S COLL 1 FATHER of all-in whom alone
We live, and move, and breathe: One bright celestial ray send down,
And cheer thy sons beneath.
Oh fill our souls with awe;
The wonders of thy law.
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. 236.
Let thy light within us shine;
Fill us with thy heavenly love.
set the burdened sinner free; Lead us to the Lamb of God,
Wash us in his precious blood. 3 Life and peace to us impart;
Seal salvation on each heart:
Earnest of immortal rest.
Keep us in the narrow way;
Keep us, Lord, for ever thine.
Until our hearts with fervour 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;
And tune our hearts to endless praise. 238. C. M. WATTS. 1 WHY should the children of a King
Go mourning all their days?
Some tokens of thy grace.
And seal them heirs of heaven? When wilt thou banish our complaints,
And show our sins forgiven?
In our Redeemer's blood;
That we are born of God.
L. M. STEELE.
Thy saints behold thy smiling face;
With power and majesty divine. 2 Return, O Lord-our spirits cry
Our graces droop--our comforts die;
Again to our admiring eyes;
Thy courts below, like those above,
240. L. M. RIPPON'S COLL.
Divine Influence compared to Rain. 1 THE dews and rains, in all their store,
Watering the pastures o’er and o'er,
Falls the sweet influence from above. 3 That heavenly influence let us find
In holy silence of the mind,
Diffusing wide its rich perfume.
To us, but poured on all mankind;
And a new Eden bless our eyes. 241. L M VERMONT COLL.
The strong persuasions of Grace. 1 O SINNERS, fly to Jesus' arms,
Enjoy his everlasting charms !
O come, poor starving souls, and taste. 2 Say, will you be for ever blest,
And with the heavenly Jesus rest?
shall in full glory reign. 3 Say now, poor souls, what will you do?
Say, will you have this Christ or no? Make now the choice, and halt no more,
For Christ is waiting at your door.
And will you not his word believe?
Bay, will you have this Christ or no? 5 Once more we'll ask you in his name,
(We know his love is still the same,)
be sav'd from dreadful wo? Eay, will you have this Christ or no?
242. L. M. RIPPON'S COLL.
A wilderness of toils and tears,
And pleasures kill, and glories cheat. 2 Shed down, O Lord! a heav'nly ray,
To guide us in the doubtful way;
To guard us in the dangʻrous hour. 3 Teach us the flatt'ring path to shun,
In which the thoughtless many run;
And grasp their ruin in their bliss. 4 Each sacred principle impart;
The faith, that sanctifies the heart;
And love, that warms with holy fires. 5 Whate'er is noble, pure, refin'd,
Just, gen'rous, amiable, and kind,
That may we love and practise too.
Allure our wand'ring souls aside;
PENITENTIAL HYMNS. 243.
78. LUTHERAN COL.
Hear our sad repentant song ;
Penitence on every tongue. 2 Deep regret for follies past,
Talents wasted, time mispent;
Thankless for the blessings lent: 3 Foolish fears, and fond desires,
Vain regrets for things as vain;