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5 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart,
T' illuminate the soul,
And new create the whole.
Our minds from bondage free;
The Father, Son, and Thee! [love,
210. The quickening Influence of the
Holy Spirit. Š. M.
With energy divine;
With beams of mercy shine. 2 From the celestial hills,
Life, light, and joy dispense!
Thy quick’ning influence.
This stubborn will subdue;
And form my soul anew. 4 Mine will the profit be,
But thine shall be the praise :
The remnant of my days.
211. The Witness and Seal of the Holy
Spirit. C.M. The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we
are the children of GOD.-Rom. viii. 16. WHY should the children of a King
Go mourning all their days? Great Comforter, descend and bring
Some tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints,
And seal the heirs of heav'n?
And show my sins forgiv'n?
In the REDEEMER's blood;
That I am born of God.
The Pledge of joys to come;
Will safe convey me home.
THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.
212. The Blessedness of the Church. 8.7.4. To him who led his people through the wilderness : for
his mercy endureth for ever.-PSALM CXxxvi. 16. RESCU'D from the hand of strangers,
Israel through the desert goes: Many are his toils and dangers, Many, too, are Israel's foes :
All his wants and dangers knows. 2 [Israel's heart is found deceitful,
Prone to murmur and complain:
Turns him to himself again. 3 Through a trackless desert going,
Israel proves the Saviour's love,
4 Though the desert be unfruitful :
Yet is favour'd Israel fed :
And his table
Through the wilderness is spread. 5 Where no pleasant streams are flowing,
In a parch'd and thirsty land :
And his people
Wond'ring own his mighty hand. 6 When the foe, of numbers boasting,
Leads his armies to the fight;
And goes forward
213. Consolation for the Church. Ils. O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, not comforted. The Lord on high is mightier than the mighty waves of
-ISAIH liv. 11. PSALM xciii. 4.
no man can save; With darkness surrounded, by terrors
dismay'd In toiling and watching thy strength is decay'd.
2 Loud roaring and swelling, the bil
lows o’erwhelm, But skilful's the Pilot, who sits at the
helm; His wisdom conducts thee, his power
will defend, In safety and quiet thy warfare shall end. 3 O fearful, O faithless-in mercy he
cries, My promise, my truth-are they
light in thine eyes ? Still, still I am with thee, my promise
shall stand, Through tempest and tossing I'll bring
thee to land. 5 [Forget thee I will not, I cannot; thy
name, Engravid on my heart, doth for ever
remain; The palms of my hands whilst I look
on, I see The wounds I receiv'd when I suffer'd
for thee.] 5 Then trust me, and fear not; thy
life is secure ; My wisdom is perfect, supreme is
my power; In love I'correct thee, thy soul to refine, And make thee at length in my like
ness to shine,