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3 Lead us to holiness, the road

That we must take to dwell with God;
Lead us to Christ, the living way,

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

In his enjoyment to be blest;
Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss,
Where pleasure in perfection is.

C. M.

For Fervency of Devotion.
1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all thy quickening powers,
Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold hearts of ours.
2 In vain we tune our formal songs,

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

And our devotion dies.
3 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

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

And that shall kindle ours.

384. 10s. M.

DR. JOHNSON. Imploring Divine Light. 1 0 Thou, whose power o'er moving worlds pre

sides, Whose voice created, and whose wisdom guides! On darkling man in pure effulgence shine, And cheer the clouded mind with light divine!

2 'Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast

With silent confidence and holy rest;
From thee, great God! we spring, to thee we

Path, motive, guide, original, and end.

385. L. M. 61. MORAVIAN.

Seeking after God.
1 Thou hidden love of God, whose height,

Whose depth unfathomed no man knows;
I see from far thy beauteous light,
Inly I sigh for thy repose.
My heart is pained; nor can it be

At rest, till it find rest in thee.
2 Thy secret voice invites me still

The sweetness of thy yoke to prove;
And fain I would ; but though my will
Seemn fixed, yet wide my passions rove;
Yet hindrances strew all the way;

I aim at thee, yet from thee stray.
3 'Tis mercy all, that thou hast brought

My mind to seek her peace in thee:
Yet, while I seek, but find thee not,
No peace my wandering soul shall see.
() when shall all my wanderings end,

And all my steps to thee-ward tend ! 4 Is there a thing beneath the sun,

That strives with thee my heart to share?
Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there!
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in thee.


C. M. Watts.
God our Portion here and hereafter. Ps. 78.
1 God, my supporter and my hope,

My help forever near,
Thine arm of mercy held me up,

When sinking in despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet

Through this dark wilderness;
Thine hand conduct me near thy seat,

To dwell before thy face.
3 What if the springs of life were broke,

And flesh and heart should faint!
God is my soul's eternal rock,

The strength of every saint.
4 Behold the sinners, that remove

Far from thy presence, die;
Not all the idol gods they love

Can save them when they cry.
5 But to draw near to thee, my God,

Shall be my sweet employ;
My tongue shall sound thy works abroad,

And tell the world my joy.

387. L. M. Tate & Brady.

God our Portion. Ps. 73.
1 LORD, whom in heaven, but thee alone,

Have I, whose favor I require ?
Throughout the spacious earth there's none
That I, beside thee, can desire.

2 My trembling flesh and aching heart

May often fail to succor me;
But God shall inward strength impart,

And my eternal portion be.
3 For they that far from thee remove,

Shall into sudden ruin fall:
If after other gods they rove,

Thy vengeance shall destroy them all. 4 But as for me, 't is good and just

That I should still to God repair;
In him I always put my trust,
And will his wondrous works declare.

388. 8 & 7s. M. WESLEY'S COL.

Divine Love. 1 Love divine, all love excelling,

Joy of heaven, to earth come down !
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,

All thy faithful mercies crown.
Father!' thou art all compassion,

Pure, unbounded love thou art;
Visit us with thy salvation,

Enter every longing heart.
2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit

Into every troubled breast;
Let us all in thee inherit,

Let us find thy promised rest.
Come, almighty to deliver,

Let us all thy life receive,
Graciously come down, and never,

Never more thy temples leave.

389 S. M.

Seeking God. Ps. 63.
1 My God, permit my tongue

This joy, to call thee mine;
And let my early cries prevail

To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty, fainting soul

Thy mercy does implore;
Not travellers in desert lands

Can pant for water more. 3 For life without thy love

No relish can afford;
No joy can be compared with this,

To serve and please the Lord. 4 Since thou hast been my help,

To thee my spirit flies,
And on thy watchful providence

My cheerful hope relies.
5 The shadow of thy wings

My soul in safety keeps :
I follow where my Father leads,

And he supports my steps.


390. L. M. Faith in Divine Grace and Power. Ps. 62. 1 My spirit looks to God alone;

My rock and refuge is his throne: In all my fears, in all iny straits, My soul on his salvation waits.

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