32 7s. 8L. J. Richardson, 1853 Pleas-ant are Thy courts above, In the land of light and love; Pleas-ant are Thy courts be low, In this land of sin and woe. O, my spirit longs and faints For the con-verse of Thy saints, d For the brightness of Thy face, For Thy full-ness, God of grace! 2 Happy souls! their praises flow Who hast led them safe through all. 3 Lord, be mine this prize to win; Bless-ed Je sus, at Thy word We are gath-ered all to hear Thee; Let our hearts and souls be stirred Now to seek and love and fear Thee; add dd By Thy teachings sweet and holy Drawn from earth to love Thee sole-ly. 2 All our knowledge, sense, and sight Lie in deepest darkness shrouded, Till Thy Spirit breaks our night With the beams of truth unclouded. Thou alone to God canst win us, Thou must work all good within us. 3 Glorious Lord, Thyself impart! Light of light, from God proceeding, Open Thou our ears and heart, Help us by Thy Spirit's pleading; Hear the cry Thy people raises, [es Hear, and bless our prayers and prais 4 Thou my faith increase and quicken, 5 Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee; B. Schmolck, 1732 36 L. M. Cantionale Sacrum, Gotha, 1651 Lord Jesus Christ, be pres-ent now, And let Thy Holy |