2 We are sinful-cleanse us, Lord;
Sick and faint-Thy strength afford;
Lost-until by Thee restored,
Comforter Divine.

3 Orphans are our souls, and poor;
Give us from Thy heavenly store
Faith, love, joy for evermore,
Comforter Divine.
4 Like the dew Thy peace distil;
Guide, subdue our wayward will,
Things of Christ unfolding still,
Comforter Divine.

5 Gentle, awful, holy Guest,
Make Thy temple in each breast;
There Thy presence be confessed,
Comforter Divine.

6 With us, for us, intercede,
And with voiceless groanings plead
Our unutterable need,

Comforter Divine.

7 In us "Abba Father," cry; Earnest of our bliss on high;

Seal of immortality,

Comforter Divine.

O come, great Spirit, come!

2 Come as the light-to us reveal
Our emptiness and woe;
And lead us in those paths of life
Where all the righteous go.
Come as the fire-and purge our
Like sacrificial flame; [hearts
Let our whole soul an offering be
To our Redeemer's name.

4 Come as the dew-and sweetly bless This consecrated hour;

May barrenness rejoice to own

Thy fertilising power.

5 Come as the dove-and spread Thy wings,

The wings of peaceful love;
And let Thy Church on earth become
Blest as the Church above.

6 Come as the wind-with rushing And Pentecostal grace; [sound That all of woman born may see

The glory of Thy face.

7 Spirit Divine! attend our prayers, Make a lost world Thy home; Descend with all Thy gracious powers,

O come, great Spirit, come!

Divinely good Thou art;
Thy sacred gifts impart
To gladden each sad heart:
O come to-day.

2 Come, tenderest Friend and best, Our most delightful Guest,

With soothing power:
Rest, which the weary know,
Shade, 'mid the noontide glow,
Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow,
Cheer us this hour.

3 Come, Light serene and still,
Our inmost bosoms fill;

Dwell in each breast:
We know no dawn but Thine;
Send forth Thy beams Divine,
On our dark souls to shine,

And make us blest.

4 Come, all the faithful bless:
Let all who Christ confess
His praise employ;
Give virtue's rich reward;
Victorious death accord,
And with our glorious Lord,
Eternal Joy.

KING ROBERT II. OF FRANCE.

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997. TR. BY RAY PALMER. 1858.

7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.

It is the Spirit that quickeneth.
JOHN vi. 63.

MIGHTY Quickener, Spirit blest,

Who to life didst wake me,
Wilt Thou not become my Guest,
For Thy dwelling take me?
Evermore in me abide,
To all truth become my Guide,
And for spirits glorified

Meet companion make me.

2 Lord, along this earthly way

Thou Thy pilgrim greetest: To Thy thankful child each day Thou Thy love repeatest: Thou dost bid me weep no more, Thou dost teach my song to soar, Thou, from Thine exhaustless store, Giv'st whate'er is meetest.

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Doth o'er the world in mercy shine! Accept our praise, for we are Thine.

2 O Father, uncreated Lord!

Be Thou in every land adored; On every soul Thy love be poured. 3 O Son of God, for sinners slain;

We bless Thee, Lord, whose dying For us did endless life regain. [pain 4 O Holy Ghost, whose guardian care Doth us for heavenly joys prepare; May we in Thy communion share. 5 Father, protect us here below; Jesus, Thy mercy may we know ; O Holy Ghost, Thy power bestow. 6 O Holy blessed Trinity,

With faith we sinners bow to Thec;
In us, O God! exalted be.

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F. R. HAVERGAL. 1876.

Ever blessed Trinity,

Dimly here we worship Thee; With the saints hereafter we Hope to bear the palm.

GILBERT RORISON.

2 Thou who didst come to bring, On Thy redeeming wing,

Healing and sight-
Health to the sick in mind,
Sight to the inly blind,
Oh, now to all mankind

"Let there be light!" 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving, holy Dove,

Speed forth Thy flight!
Move on the waters' face,
By Thine Almighty grace;
And in earth's darkest place
"Let there be light!"
4 Blessed and holy Three,
Glorious Trinity,

Wisdom, love, might;
Boundless as ocean's tide
Rolling in fullest pride,
O'er the world far and wide
"Let there be light!"

1866.

JOHN MARRIOTT. 1813.

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7.6.

Thy word is unto feet

L.M.

WORD of God incarnate!

10 wisdom from on high!

O Truth unchanged, unchanging!
O Light of our dark sky!
We praise Thee for the radiance
That from the hallowed page,
A lantern to our footsteps,

Shines on from age to age.

2 The Church from her dear Master Received the gift Divine, And still that light she lifteth

O'er all the earth to shine.

It is the golden casket,

Where gems of truth are stored; It is the heaven-drawn picture

Of Christ the living Word. 3 It floateth like a banner

Before God's host unfurled:
It shineth like a beacon

Above the darkling world:
It is the chart and compass,

That o'er life's surging sea,
'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands,
Still guide, O Christ, to Thee.

4 O make Thy Church, dear Saviour,
A lamp of burnished gold,
To bear before the nations
Thy true light as of old;
O teach Thy wandering pilgrims
By this their path to trace,
Till, clouds and darkness ended,
They see Thee face to face!

W. WALSHAM HOW. 1866.

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richly.-COL. iii. 16. WELL in me richly, blessèd word,

So wise to teach, so safe to guide; Come as my counsellor from God, And evermore with me abide.

2 I need Thy light, for I am dark,
And prone to go from God astray;
Be Thou a lamp unto my feet,
To keep them in the narrow way.

3 I need Thee when the days are bright,

And earthly things look fair and gay,
To point to treasures in the skies,
That cannot change or fade away.

4 I need Thee when my aching heart Is bowed with sorrow, pain, or care; Through Thee I may my Saviour's voice

In tones of gentlest comfort hear.

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C.M.

If any man thirst, let him come unto
Me, and drink.-JOHN vii. 37.
WHAT amazing words of grace
Are in the Gospel found,
Suited to every sinner's case
Who knows the joyful sound.

2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls Are freely welcome here;

Salvation, like a river, rolls

Abundant, free, and clear.

3 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds,

Your every burden bring; Here love, unchanging love, abounds, A deep, celestial spring:

3 Come to the Saviour now!
He suffered all for thee,
And in His merits thou
Hast an unfailing plea.
No vain excuses frame;
For feelings do not stay;
None who to Jesus came,
Were ever sent away.

4 Come to the Saviour now!
Ye who have wandered far,
Renew your solemn vow,
For His by right you are.
Come like poor wandering sheep,
Returning to His fold,
His arm will safely keep,
His love will ne'er grow cold.
5 Come to the Saviour all!

Whate'er your burdens be;
Hear now His loving call-

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Cast all your care on Me." Come, and for every grief In Jesus you will find A sure and safe relief, A loving Friend and kind.

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J. MURCH WIGNER. 1871.

7.6.

All things are ready, come. MATT. xxii. 4.

"COME

unto Me, ye weary, And I will give you rest."

O blessed voice of Jesus,

Which comes to hearts opprest!
It tells of benediction,

Of pardon, grace, and peace,
Of joy that hath no ending,
Of love which cannot cease.
2 "Come unto Me, ye wanderers,
And I will give you light."
O loving voice of Jesus,

Which comes to cheer the night!
Our hearts were filled with sadness,
And we had lost our way;
But He has brought us gladness

And songs at break of day. 3 "Come unto Me, ye fainting, And I will give you life."

O cheering voice of Jesus,
Which comes to aid our strife!