36 Now to heaven our prayer ascending, In a noble cause contending, Be our zeal in heaven recorded, Be that prayer again repeated, Ne'er despairing, though defeated, Like the good and great in story, Patient, firm, and persevering, Still our onward course pursuing, Every foe at length subduing, 37 Shall this life of mine be wasted? Shall this heart spend all its treasures No; I was not born to trifle 54 38 Saviour! to the living well Thou hast brought our little feet; Other lambs, to thee as dear, We would lead them to thy side, We would bring them to the spring Let its waters murmuring All their pain and thirst remove, Till within their hearts that wave, 39 Praise to God; oh! let us raise Praise to Him who made the light; Praise Him for our happy hours; For the voice he placed within, Praise the mercy that did send 40 Let us, with a gladsome mind, Ever faithful, ever sure. He with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light; For his mercy shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. All things living he doth feed, His full hand supplies their need ; For his mercy shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 96 8 41 I loved a song-bird of the spring, I loved a butterfly so fair, I loved a rose, I loved it best But when the sun had reached the west, What can I love that takes not flight, Oh, love the truth! the truth both bright 42 Now that my journey's just begun, And lest I should be ever led |