4 But ere one fleeting hour is past,rconia moY S
The flattering world employs
Some sensual bait to seize my taste,
And to pollute my joys.

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5 Wretch that I am, to wander thus In chase of false delight!

Let me be fasten'd to thy cross,
Rather than lose thy sight.

6 Make haste, my days, to reach the goal,

And bring my heart to rest

On the dear centre of my soul,
My God, my Saviour's breast.

1 WHEN in the light of faith divine
We look on things below,

Honour, and gold, and sensual joy,
How vain and dangerous too!

2 God is my all-sufficient good,
My portion and my choice:
In him my vast desires are fill'd,
And all my powers rejoice.

3 In vain the world accosts my ear,
And tempts my heart anew
I cannot buy your bliss so dear,
Nor part with heaven for you.

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Down to the gulph of black despair;
And while I listen'd to your song,
Your streams had e'en convey'd me there.
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And hope and wait for heaven awhile.

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1 WHAT sinners value, I resign;

Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine

I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 2 This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go, a moni Hath joys substantial and sincere;

When shall I wake and find me there?
3 O glorious hour! O bless'd abode!
I shall be near and like my God!
And flesh and sin no more controul
The sacred pleasures of the soul.

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And in my Saviour's image rise.

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A stranger to myself and thee;
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my highest love.

2 Why should my passions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heavenly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,
And let my God, my Saviour go?

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And all inferior joys resign.

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4 Be earth with all her scenes withdrawn,
Let noise and vanity be gone;
In secret silence of the mind,
My heaven and there my God I find,

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2 The calm retreat, the silent shade,

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Thou Source of light divine;

And, all harmonious names in one,
My Saviour, thou art mine!

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And living waters gently roll,

Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly,
But sin hangs heavy on my soul.

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2 O might I once mount up and see
The glories of the eternal skies,
What little things these worlds would be!
- How despicable to mine eyes!

3 Had I a glance of thee, my God, 1 Kingdoms and men would vanish soon; Vanish as though I saw them not,

As a dim candle dies at noon.

4 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave;
I should perceive the noise no more bi
Than we can hear a shaking leaf,
While rattling thunders round us roar.
5 Great All in All, Eternal King,
Let me but view thy lovely face,
And all my powers shall bow and sing
Thine endless grandeur and thy grace.

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To feed, and grow, and thrive,
So saints with joy the gospel taste,
And by the gospel live.

2 Not by the terrors of a slave
Do they perform his will,

But with the noblest powers they have
His sweet commands fulfil.

3 They find access at every hour,

To God within the veil :

Hence they derive a quickening power,
And joys that never fail.

4 O happy souls! O glorious state

Of overflowing grace!

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And see his lovely face.