2 Holy Spirit! in my breast, 4 Holy Spirit! from my mind 5 Faith, and hope, and charity, 248 Cherith. Richard Mant, 1837. C. M. 247 er! Thy gifts be mine. C. M. Tune -CHERITH. A GLORY gilds the sacred page, It gives a light to every age; It gives, but borrows none. 2 The hand, that gave it, still supplies 3 Let everlasting thanks be Thine, As makes a world of darkness shine 4 My soul rejoices to pursue William Cowper, 1772. L. SPOHR, 1840. Father of mercies in Thy word, What end less glory shines! Begin, my tongue! some heavenly theme, And speak some boundless thing, The might-y works, or mightier name Of our eternal King. 2 Tell of His wondrous faithfulness, And sound His power abroad; Sing the sweet promise of His grace, And the performing God. 3 Engraved as in eternal brass, 4 His very word of grace is strong Isaac Watts, 1707. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise, 4 Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest, Till thro the world Thy truth has run; Till Christ has all the nations bless'd, That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness! arise; 253 Canterbury. C. M. We read Thy name in fair-er lines. 3 8 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 252 GOD, in the gospel of His Son, EDWARD BLANCK'S, 1592. How sad our state by nature is! Our sin how deep it stains! 2 My crimes though great, cannot surpass 3 Oh! wash my soul from every sin, 4 My lips with shame my sins confess, Isaac Watts, 1719. 255 FROM deep distress and troubled thoughts, To Thee, my God! I raised my cries: If Thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before Thine eyes. 2 But Thou hast built Thy throne of grace, Free to dispense Thy pardons there; That sinners may approach Thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. 3 Great is His love, and large His grace, Through the redemption of His Son; He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. Isaac Watts, 1719. |