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2 I ask no dream, no prophet-ecstasies;
No sudden rending of the veil of clay ;
But take the dimness of my soul away.
All, all Thine own, soul, heart, and strength, and mind;
O let me seek Thee, and O let me find.
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.
One holy passion filling all my frame;
Rev. George Croly, 1854
118 st. CUTHBERT 8. 6. 8. 4.
Rev. John B. Dykes, 1861
2 He came in semblance of a dove, 4 And His that gentle voice we hear, With sheltering wings outspread,
Soft as the breath of even, The holy balm of peace and love That checks each thought, that calms On earth to shed.
And speaks of heaven. (each fear, 3 He came sweet influence to impart, 5
virtue we possess, A gracious, willing Guest,
And every victory won, While He can find one humble heart And every thought of holiness, Wherein to rest.
Are His alone.
Our weakness, pitying, see :
Harriet Auber, 1829
Love in heaven will shine more bright; Holy, heavenly love.
Therefore, give us love.
And the best, is love.
Love is meek, and thinks no wrong ; Of Thy gold and silver wing,
Holy, heavenly love.
Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 186
i Come, Ho - ly Spir - it, heaven-ly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers;
1 Gra - cious Spir - it, Ho - ly Ghost, Taught by Thee, we cov - et
I2I HERMON C. M.
Lowell Mason, 1832
2 Dear Comforter, eternal Love, 3 Who made this beating heart of mine If Thou wilt stay with me,
But Thou, my heavenly Guest ? Of lowly thoughts and simple ways Let no one have it, then, but Thee, I'll build a house for Thee.
And let it be Thy rest.
Inspiration of the Holy Scriptures 122 DUNDEE C. M.
Arr. from Christopher Tye, 1553
2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night In this dark vale of tears ;
Of life, shall guide our way, Life, light, and joy it still imparts, Till we behold the clearer light And quells our rising fears.
Of an eternal day.
Rev. John Fawcett, 1782
123 MUNICH 7.6. 7. 6. D.
J. G. C. Störl's Würtemberg Gesangbuch, 1711 :
Harmonized by Mendelssohn
lan - tern to foot - steps, Shines on from age to
age. is the heaven-drawn pic ture Of Christ, the liv - ing Word.
3 It floateth like a banner
4 O make Thy Church, dear Saviour, Before God's host unfurled ;
A lamp of purest gold, It shineth like a beacon
To bear before the nations Above the darkling world.
Thy true light, as of old. It is the chart and compass
O teach Thy wandering pilgrims That o'er life's surging sea,
By this their path to trace, 'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands, Till, clouds and darkness ended, Still guides, O Christ, to Thee. They see Thee face to face.
Bishop William W. How, 1867