6 Search for us the depths of God; 196. 1 To the height of Thine abode; The Heavenly Dove. COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 In vain we tune our formal songs, Hosannahs languish on our tongues, 3 Dear Lord! and shall we ever lie Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, 4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 197. 1 The Spirit's Guidance. COME, Holy Spirit, come, Let Thy bright beams arise; C.M. S.M. 2 Convince us of our sin, Then lead to Jesus' blood, 3 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart, To pour fresh life in every part, 4 Dwell, therefore, in our hearts; And kindle in our breasts the flame 198. "Grieve not the Holy Spirit." 1 L C.M. ORD! am I precious in Thy sight? May it be given me to delight The Majesty Divine ? 2 What! dost Thou sweetly urge and press 3 O Holy Spirit! dost Thou mourn 4 0, sweet, strange height of grace divine, My sin Thy grief to make And this poor faithfulness of mine 5 Strange height of sin to slight the love 6 O happy Heaven! where Thine embrace 7 0, let me, Lord, each grace possess II. THE WORD OF GOD. 199. 1 The Scriptures. HERE is the spring where waters flow, Here is the tree where truth doth grow, 2 Here is the judge that ends the strife, Here is the bread that feeds the life 3 The tidings of salvation dear C.M. 4 Read not this book, in any case, Read not, but first desire God's grace 5 Pray still in faith, with this respect, That knowledge may bring this effect, 6 Then happy thou in all thy life, 200. "A Lamp to the Feet." 1 HOW precious is the book divine, Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 3 This lamp through all the tedious night Till we behold the clearer light C.M. 201. The Excellence of the Scriptures. C.M. LORD, I have made Thy word my choice, My lasting heritage; There shall my noblest pow'rs rejoice, 2 I'll read the hist'ries of Thy love, 3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, 4 The best relief that mourners have, Our fairest hope beyond the grave, 202. A The Glory of the Scriptures. GLORY gilds the sacred page, It gives a light to every age; 2 The hand that gave it, still supplies 3 Let everlasting thanks be Thine, As makes a world of darkness shine C.M. |