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May the eternal Three in One
His sov'reign sceptre sway.

May grace triumphant reign,
And Christ exalted be;

Sinners, deserving endless pain,
Thy great salvation see.

8 May mercy, truth, and peace,
Fill each believer's soul,

And the sweet kingdom of thy grace,
Their raging lusts control.

4 May love and harmony
Among thy saints abide,
Thy presence set each bosom free
From enmity and pride.

5 Go on, thou mighty God,
Thy wonders to make known,
Till every sinner, bought with blood,
Shall trust in thee alone.

6 Thus let thy kingdom come,
And free salvation reign,
Till all thy saints arrive at home,
And never part again.

684.

Living Waters.

C. M

Or cistern waters art thou sick,
And loathe the mire they bring?
Then hither stretch thy thirsty neck,
And taste a living spring.

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Make me like a little child,
Of my strength and wisdom spoil'd,
Seeing only in thy light,

Walking only in thy might.

5 Leaning on thy loving breast,
Where a weary soul may rest;
Feeling well the peace of God
Flowing from thy precious blood.
6 In this posture let me live,
And hosannas daily give;
In this temper let me die,
And hosannas ever cry.

687.

"Wait on the Lord."

104th.

YE broken hearts all, who cry out "Unclean," And taste of the gall of in-dwelling sin; Lamenting it truly, and loathing it too, And seeking help duly, as sinners must do; 2 The Lord whom ye seek, is nigh to your call,

Attends when you speak, nor lets a word fall; Your sorrow and sighing are felt in his breast; He pities your crying, and will give you rest.

3 If often he hides his face from his friends,
And silent abides for merciful ends,
At length he uncovers himself from his cloud,
And sweetly discovers his face and his blood.

4 All penitent cries his Spirit imparts,

And fetcheth out sighs from sin-feeling hearts;

3 The waters then might swell their tides, The billows rage and roar,

They could not stave the assaulted sides, Nor burst the batter'd door.

4 So souls that into Christ believe,
Quicken'd by vital faith,

Eternal life at once receive,
And never shall see death.

5 In his own heart the Christian puts
No trust; but builds his hopes
On him that opes, and no man shuts;
And shuts, and no man opes.

6 In Christ, his ark, he safely rides,
Not wreck'd by death nor sin.
How is it he so safe abides?
The Lord has shut him in.

686.

Praying for Humility.

JESUS, cast a look on me,
Give me sweet simplicity,
Make me poor, and keep me low,
Seeking only thee to know.

2 Weaned from my lordly self,
Weaned from the miser's pelf,
Weaned from the scorner's ways,
Weaned from the lust of praise.
3 All that feeds my busy pride,
Cast it evermore aside;

Bid my will to thine submit;
Lay me humbly at thy feet.

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4 Make me like a little child,
Of my strength and wisdom spoil'd,
Seeing only in thy light,

Walking only in thy might.

5 Leaning on thy loving breast,
Where a weary soul may rest;
Feeling well the peace of God
Flowing from thy precious blood.

6 In this posture let me live,
And hosannas daily give;
In this temper let me die,
And hosannas ever cry.

687.

"Wait on the Lord."

104th.

YE broken hearts all, who cry out "Unclean," And taste of the gall of in-dwelling sin; Lamenting it truly, and loathing it too, And seeking help duly, as sinners must do; 2 The Lord whom ye seek, is nigh to your call,

Attends when you speak, nor lets a word fall; Your sorrow and sighing are felt in his breast; He pities your crying, and will give you rest. 3 If often he hides his face from his friends, And silent abides for merciful ends, At length he uncovers himself from his cloud, And sweetly discovers his face and his blood.

4 All penitent cries his Spirit imparts,

And fetcheth out sighs from sin-feeling hearts;

They hear it, and his person view,
They learn to love and follow too,
And take him for their all.

3 One of this remnant I would be,
A soul devoted unto thee,
Allured by thy voice;

No more on gaudy idols gaze,
No longer tinsel grandeur praise,
But fix on thee my choice.

4 Thou knowest well my secret smart
And readest all my aching heart,
And hearest every sigh;
Can any creature give me rest,
Or any blessing make me blest,
Unless my Lord is nigh?

5 While walking on the gospel-way,
I would see Jesus every day,
And see in all his grace;

See him my prophet, priest, and king;
See him by faith, and praises sing,
Then see him face to face.

691.

The Thaw.

C. M.

AL outward means, till God appears,
Will ineffectual prove;

Though much the sinner sees and hears,

He cannot learn to love.

2 But let the stoutest sinner feel

The soft'ning warmth of grace, Though hard as ice, or rocks, or steel, His heart dissolves apace.

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