1 YOME, O thou all-victorious Lord, The power to us make known; Strike with the hammer of thy word, 2 O that we all might now begin 3 Give us ourselves, and thee to know, away. 4 Conclude us first in unbelief, 5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve, 6 That blessed sense of guilt impart, 7 Our desperate state through sin declare, And speak our sins forgiven; By perfect holiness prepare, And take us up to heaven. W. 86 1 S S. M. PIRIT of Faith, come down, 1 And make to us the Godhead known 2. 'Tis thine the blood t'apply, That Jesus is the Lord; 6 The grace which all may find, And doth the mountain move; W. PIRIT of holiness and love, 1 The bar of unbelief remove, 2 Shower down thy blessings from on high, And write thy law within; 1 The blood of sprinkling now apply, 88 COME C. M. W. S. YOME Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire Source of the old prophetic fire, Fountain of Life and Love. 2 Come, Holy Ghost, (for mov'd by thee, 3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, 4 God, thro' himself, we then shall know, If thou within us shine; 1 And sound, with all thy saints below, W. We live, and move, and breathe; 2 While in thy word we search for thee, 3 Now let our darkness comprehend, 4 Before us make thy goodness pass, 1 And die to all below. 90 CO C. M. W. YOME, O thou weary pilgrim's friend, Now let the fire from heaven descend, 2 The power of unbelief destroy, Let faith stretch out her hand; Fill every heart with peace and joy, And bring us safe to land. W. S. & H. B. TILL, for thy loving kindness, Lord, STILL, I look to find thee in thy word, Or at thy table meet. 2 Here in thine own appointed ways, And hear thee say, "Be still!" 3"Be still! and know that I am God!" "Tis all I live to know; To feel the virtue of thy blood, And spread its praise below! W. GAIN, O Lord, we're met to pray, And breathe our wishes to thy throne; Remove our doubts and fears away, And make thy great salvation known: Bestow on us thy heavenly grace, And let thy glory fill the place. 93 1 C. M. [NTO our never-ceasing cries, W. S. And send deliverance from the skies, 2 The powers of darkness overthrow, 3 O come, thou all-victorious Lord, But, with thy Spirit's two-edg'd sword, 4 Make bare thine arm, and give the blow, O Lord avenge, &c. w. a. by H. B. & W. s. UTHOR of faith, eternal Word, [flame: A Whose Spirit breathes the active Faith, like its Finisher and Lord, To-day, as yesterday the same: |