The Chapel Hymnal

4 Convince us of our sin,

Then lead to Jesus' blood,
And to our wondering view reveal
The secret love of God.

5 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,
To sanctify the soul,

To pour fresh life on every part,
And new-create the whole.

6 Dwell therefore in our hearts,

Our minds from bondage free; Then we shall know, and praise, and The Father, Son, and Thee. [love Rev. Joseph Hart, 1759

II2 SAXBY L. M.

Rev. Timothy R. Matthews (1826- )

I Come, gracious Spir - it, heaven-ly Dove, With light and comfort from a-bove;

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Be Thou our Guard-ian,Thou our Guide; O'er ev-ery thought and step pre-side. A - MEN.

2 The light of truth to us display,

And make us know and choose Thy way:
Plant holy fear in every heart,
That we from God may ne'er depart.

3 Lead us to holiness, the road

Which we must take to dwell with God:

Lead us to Christ, the living Way,
Nor let us from His pastures stray.

Lead us to God, our final rest,

To be with Him for ever blest:
Lead us to heaven, that we may share
Fulness of joy for ever there.

Rev. Simon Browne, 1720: alt. Ash and Evans Coll. 1769, and elsewhere

Marcus M. Wells, 1858

II3 FAITHFUL GUIDE 7.7.7.7. D.

I Holy Spir - it, faithful Guide, Ever near the Christian's side,

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Weary souls for e'er re-joice, While they hear that sweet-est voice A - MEN.

2 Ever present, truest Friend,
Ever near Thine aid to lend,
Leave us not to doubt and fear,
Groping on in darkness drear :
When the storms are raging sore,
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er,
Whisper softly, "Wanderer, come!
Follow Me, I'll guide thee home."

II4 (FEDERAL STREET) L. M.

I COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell

By faith and love in every breast; Then shall we know and taste and feel The joys that cannot be expressed.

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength;

Make our enlarged souls possess

II5 MERCY 7.7.7. 7.

Arr. from Louis M. Gottschalk, 1867

I Holy Spirit, Truth Di-vine, Dawn up on this soul of mine;

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Word of God, and in - ward Light, Wake my spir - it, clear my sight. A-MEN.

II7 MORECAMBE 10. 10.10. 10.

I Spirit of God, descend up on my heart; Wean it from earth; through

all

its puls es move; Stoop to my weakness, might-y as Thou art,

2 I ask no dream, no prophet-ecstasies;
No sudden rending of the veil of clay;
No angel-visitant, no opening skies;
But take the dimness of my soul away.

3 Hast Thou not bid us love Thee, God and King?
All, all Thine own, soul, heart, and strength, and mind;
I see Thy cross-there teach my heart to cling:

O let me seek Thee, and O let me find.

4 Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.
5 Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame;
The baptism of the heaven-descended Dove,
My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.

Rev. George Croly, 1854

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