shades of death, Come, and by thy love re Dissipate the clouds beneath: The new heav'n and earth's Cre a tor, in our deepest darkness rise; Scatt'ring all the night of nature, Pouring eyesight on our eyes. 49. Light in Darkness. 1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death, Come, and by thy love revealing, Dissipate the clouds beneath : The new heaven and earth's Crea In our deepest darkness rise; [tor, Scatt'ring all the night of nature, Pouring eyesight on our eyes. 2 Still we wait for thine appearing; Life and joy thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Ev'ry poor, benighted heart. Come and manifest thy favor To the ransom'd, helpless race; Come, thou glorious God and Saviour! [grace. Come, and bring the Gospel 3 Save us in thy great compassion, O, thou mild, pacific Prince! Give the knowledge of salvation, Give the pardon of our sins; By thine all-sufficient merit Ev'ry burden'd soul release; Ev'ry weary, wand'ring spirit Guide into thy perfect peace. 50. Love Divine. 1 Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heav'n to earth come down! Fix in us thy humble dwelling; All thy faithful mercies crown; Jesus, thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love thou art: Visit us with thy salvation, Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 12 3 1 Breathe, Obreathe thy loving Spirit Let us find thy promis'd rest; Take our load of guilt away; Till in heav'n we take our place, Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 51. Zion. Glorious things of thee are spoken, He, whose word cannot be broken, What can shake thy sure repose? And the fear of want remove. Ever flows, thy thirst t'assuage? Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age. 52. Believer's Joy. 1 Come, ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known; Who never knew our God; A thousand sacred sweets, Or walk the golden streets. 53. Rejoicing in God's Ways. 1 Now let our voices join To form a sacred song; In rich profusion spring: And dear companions sing. 2 See Salem's golden spires In beauteous prospect rise ;[wear, Who marks the shining way; [onl 54. Pleasures of Social Worship. With radiant glory crown'd, Each humble soul presents; And grants them all their wants. Within thy blest abode, 55. Praise to God. Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name 'Tis he relieves thy pain; When ransom'd from the grave: Hath sovereign pow'r to save. |