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THH HOLY SPIRIT.
1O« c. M.
The Holy Spirit invoked.
1 IM OW may the Spirit’s holy fire,
1 Descending from above,
His waiting family inspire
With joy and peace and love.
2 Wake, heavenly wind, arise and come,
Blow on the drooping field;
Our spices then shall breathe perfume,
And fragrant incense yield.
3 Touch with a living coal the lip
That shall proclaim thy word,
And bid each careless hearer keep
Attention to the Lord.
4 Then shall we prove thy worship sweet,
And love thy sacred courts,
Where saints in blest communion meet,
And God, our God, resorts.
107 L. M.
The loadstone, Jtc.
1 AS needles point towards the pole,
-<*■ When touched by the magnetic stone
So faith in Jesus gives the soul
A tendency before unknown.
2 Till then, by blinded passions led,
In search of fancy’s good we range;
To paths of disappointment tread,
n'o nothing fixed but love of change.
3 But when the Holy Ghost imparts
A knowledge of the Saviour’s love,
Our wandering, weary, restless hearts,
Are fixed at once no more to move.
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