101 MONTGOMERY 1 COME and worship at his feet, Yield to Christ the homage meet From his manger to his throne, Homage due to God alone. Power and majesty, and wear Names most awful, names most higb. 3 Wonderful in counsel He, The incarnate Deity, King of Kings, and Prince of Peace. 102 L. M. The same. 1 BEGIN, my soul, the heav'nly son A burden for an angel's tongue : When Gabriel sounds these awful thing He tuncs and summons all his strings. 2 Proclaim inimitable love! Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, WATI 1 He that distributes crowns and thrones, Hangs on a tree, and bleeds, and groans ! the Prince of Life resigns his breath! The King of Glory bows in death! But see the wonders of his pow'r,- lbus were the hosts of death subdu'd, HOLY SPIRIT. 03 C. M. Divine influences desired. HAWEIS. GREAT Spirit! by whose sacred pow'r All creatures live and move, On as thy benediction show'r, Inspire our souls with love. 2 Hail, source of light! arise and shine, Darkness and doubt dispel ; Give peace and joy, for we are thine, In us for ever dwell. 3 From death to life our spirits raise, Complete redemption bring; New tongues impart to speak the praise, Of Christ our God and King. 4 Thine inward witness bear, unknown To all the world beside, Exulting then, we feel and own, Our Jesus glorified. 104 S. M. The same. HART. 1 With energy divine; With beams of mercy shine. 2 From thy celestial stores, Life, light, and joy dispense! Thy quick’ning influence. 3 0, melt this frozen heart; This stubborn will subdue: Each evil passion overcome, And form me all anew. 4 The profit will be mine, But thine shall be the praise ; To thee, O may I now devote The remnant of my days. 105 8. 7. Axon. 1 HOLY Ghost, dispel our sadness, Pierce the clouds of nature's night: Come thou source of joy and gladness, Breathe thy life, and spread thy light. Gracious spirit, God of peace! Great distributor of grace. God can give, or we implore; We can ask or wish no more. Bid us all thine influence prove ; Shed abroad the Saviour's love. 106 7's. The Comforter. KELLY. 1 JESUS is gone up on high; But his promise still is here, 'I will all your wants supply; 'I will send the Comforter ? Let us to his throne draw nigh: Jesus hears his people cry. Pledge and witness of thy love: Leading them to joys above. Till thy face unveil'd we see: Teach us, Lord, to live to thee. 107 C. M. Grieving the Spirit. Aron, 1 THE God of grace will never leave, Or cast away his own; His comforts are withdrawn. |