Thee we the Comforter confess ;
Without thy presence here,
Our songs of praise are vain address,
We utter heartless prayer.
Wake heavenly wind! arise and come,
,
Blow on the drooping field;
Our spices then shall breathe perfume,
And fragrant incense yield. Touch, with a living coal, the lip
That shall proclaim thy word,
And bid each awful hearer keep
Attention to the Lord.
Lo! for thy presence, Lord, we pray,
Thy pow'r we wait to prove;
Thy glorious grace to each display,
And fill our souls with love. 6. Enjoyment of Christ in Public Worship.
GLOUCESTER. FAR from our thoughts, vain world be
gone,
Let our religious hours alone:
O
may eyes
Saviour see?
We wait a visit, Lord, from thee.
O warm our hearts with holy fire,
And kindle there a pure desire:
Come, our dear Jesus, from above,
And feed our souls with heav'nly love.
Blest Jesus, what delicious fare,
How sweet thine entertainments are!
Never did angels taste above
Redeeming grace, and dying love.
Hail, great Immanuel, all divine !
In thee thy Father's glories shine:
Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one,
That eyes have seen, or angels known!
1. . .
• The Gospel Invitation. MISSIONARY. LET every mortal ear attend,
And every heart rejoice:
The trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.
Ho! all ye hungry starving souls,
That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind.
Eternal wisdom hath prepar'd
A soul-reviving feast,
And bids our longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
Ho! ye that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die,
Here you may quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.
Dear Lord! the treasures of thy love
Are everlasting mines,
Deep as our helpless mis'ries are,
And boundless as our sins.
The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day;
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away. 8. For Nearness to God in Ordinances. .
HORSLEY.
W
How pleasant, how divinely fair,
O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are !
With long desire my spirit faints
To meet the assemblies of thy saints.
A thousand years could I command,
Might I but in thy presence stand,
To spend within thy courts one day,
I'd give a thousand years away.
"Twere better far to keep the door,
Where saints assemble and adore,
Where God himself resides within,
Than dwell in palaces of sin.
Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate;
God is their strength, and on the road
They lean upon their helper, God.
Cheerful they walk with growing strength,
Till they shall meet in heav'n at length;
Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there.
9. Enjoyment of Christ in Worship,
REST.
YE that in these courts are found,
Listening to the joyful sound,
Lost and helpless as you are,
Sons of sorrow, sin, and care,
Glorify the King of kings,
Take the peace the gospel brings. .
Turn to Christ your longing eyes,
View his bloody sacrifice;
See in him your sins forgiv'n,
Pardon, holiness, and heav'n':
Glorify the King of kings,
Take the peace the gospel brings.
Come and welcome to Jesus Christ.
COME, ye wretched souls, to Jesus,
Weak and wounded, sick and poor; Jesus ready stands to save us,
Full of pity join'd with pow'r.
He is able,
He is willing; doubt no more.
Ho! ye needy, come and welcome,
God's free bounty glorify:
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings us nigh;
Without money,
Come to Jesus Christ, and buy.
Let not conscience make you linger;
Nor of fitness fondly dream:
All the fitness he requireth
This he gives you,
"Tis the Spirit's rising beam.
Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Bruis'd and mangled by the fall;
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all:
Not the righteous,
Sinners Jesus came to call.
Agonizing in the garden,
Lo! your Maker prostrate lies; On the bloody tree behold him; Hear him cry, before he dies, "It is finished,"
Sinners, will not this suffice?
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