HYMN

LI.

LORD, our God, eternal fount

Of wisdom, power, and love,

Send down thy wonder working gift

Of faith in things above.

Incline us perfectly to trust
In that most holy Name,
On which for ever present help
Faith grounds her steadfast claim.

For its dear sake enable us

To run our heavenward race;

And let no earth born unbelief
Our hope in Christ efface.

All glory to the Three in One,
The One in Trinity,

As in the ages past, be now,

And everlastingly. Amen.

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HYMN

LII.

O thee, O Christ, our hearts aspire,
To know thy love we humbiy aim;
We seek with glow of hallowed fire,
And still in seeking fan the flame.

We cannot speak of thee aright,
And yet we dare not silent be;
Faith bids us take the lofty flight,
And raise a thankful hymn to thee.

Thy love, which shall unchanged abide,
Rich nurture to our spirit gives :
Its honeyed waters onward glide,

With sweetness filling all that lives.

Who taste of thee no want shall know, Who drink of thee shall thirst no more; Each faithful soul in grace shall grow Through thee who didst our life restore.

Lord Jesus, now our gladness be,

On earth to us thy peace afford;
And let our eyes thy beauty see,
Where thou art evermore adored.

All power and wisdom, as is meet,
To thee, O Father, thee, O Son,
And thee, O holy Paraclete;

One God while endless ages run. Amen.

HYMN

LIII.

WHENCE shall my tears begin?

What firstfruits shall I bear

Of godly sorrow for my sin?

Or how my woes declare?

Oh thou, the merciful and gracious one, Forgive the foul transgrefsions I have done.

With Adam I have vied,

Surpassed him in my fall;
And I am naked now, by pride

And lust made bare of all;

Of thee, O God, and the celestial band,
And all the glory of the promised land.

If his most righteous doom,
Because he dared transgrefs

Thy one decree, lost Eden's bloom

And Eden's loveliness;

What recompense, O Lord, must I

expect,

Who all my life thy holy laws neglect?

A murderer I was made;

By mine own act my soul was slain,

When thou wast disobeyed:

And lusts each day are quickened, warring still Against the soul with many a deed of ill.

I lie before thy door,

O turn me not away;

Nor in mine old age give me o'er

To Satan for a prey:

But ere the end of life and term of grace,
Thou pitiful, my many sins efface.

Thou spotlefs Lamb divine,

Who takest sin away,

Remove far off the load that mine

Upon my conscience lay;

And, of thy tender mercy, grant thou me
To find remifsion of iniquity. Amen.

HYMN

LIV.

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HE deep of many a former sin
Encloses me, and bars me in :

Like billows my transgrefsions roll;
Be thou the pilot of my soul,
And to salvation's harbour bring,
Thou Saviour and thou glorious King.

My goodly heritage abused,

Wasted by lust, by sin diffused;

To shame, and want, and misery brought,
The slave to many a fruitless thought,
I call to thee who lovest men,

O pity and receive again.

With the blest thief my prayer I make,
Remember for thy mercy's sake :
With the poor publican I cry,

Be merciful, O Lord most high:
With the lost prodigal I fain

My father's presence would regain.

Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care,
And raise to Christ the contrite prayer:
O thou who freely wast made poor,

My sorrows and my sins to cure,

Me, poor of all good works, embrace, Enriching with thy boundless grace. Amen.