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But now I find an aching void,
Which God alone can fill.

4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest!

I hate the sins that make me mourn,

That drove thee from

my

breast.

5 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be;

Help me to bear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
And light divine mark out the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

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RISE, my soul, adore thy Maker!
Angels praise,

Join thy lays,

With them be partaker.

2 Father, Lord, of ev'ry spirit,
In thy light,
Lead me right,

Through my Saviour's merit.

3 0 my Jesus, God Almighty, Pray for me,

P. M.

'Till I see

Thee in Salem's city.

4 Holy Ghost, divine instructor, Guide me still

Let thy will

Be my sole conductor.

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5 Thou this night wast my protector; With me stay

All the day,

Ever my director.

6 Holy, holy, holy giver Of all good,

Life and food,

Reign ador'd for ever.

7 Glory, honour, thanks, and blessing,

One in three,

Give we thee,

Never, never ceasing.

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ERE I sleep, for ev'ry favour
This day shew'd
By my God,

I will bless my Saviour.

2 O my Lord, what shall I render

To thy name,

Still the same,

Gracious, good, and tender!

P. M.

3 Leave me not, but ever love me ;
Let thy peace
Be my bliss,

Till thou hence remove me.

4 Visit me with thy salvation; Let thy care

Still be near,

Round my habitation.

5 Be my rock, my guard, my tower;
Safely keep,
While I sleep,

Me with all thy power.

6 Save, O save me from the hidings Of thy face;

Let thy grace

Cancel my backslidings.

7 So, whene'er in death I slumber, I shall rise

With the wise,

Counted in their number.

8 Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,

Let me know

Thee below,

Thee above inherit.

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O for an angel's nobler tongue,
And music us'd above;

To praise the God whose mercies crown
My moments as they roll,

And pours

the heav'nly manna down,
Which satisfies my soul.

2 When wearied with the cares of day
I give my eyes to sleep;
From ev'ry rav'nous beast of prey
The Lord my soul doth keep;
And when Aurora's smiling beams
Spread light around the sky;

He wakes my pow'rs from pleasing dreams,
And still I find him nigh.

3 I rise, and to my glorious King
A hymn of honour raise;
He listens to the notes I sing,
And deigns t' accept the praise;
On wings of love he flies to meet,
And bless me with his grace;
With him I hold communion sweet,
And see my Saviour's face.

PAUSE.

4 Beneath my shepherd's watchful eye
I take the morning air,

In which the vernal breezes sigh,
And balmy fragrance bear;
Tis here my ardent soul doth rise
On contemplation's wings,

And longs to reach the upper skies,
While nature round me sings.

5 O sacred solitude! I cry,

How far thy sweets exceed!
The noise to which the giddy fly,
The joys to which they speed!
While madness drives their steps along
And hurls them down the steep;
With solitude can I go wrong?

Or not advantage reap?

6 No, cries my blest transported mind,
Whilst glory fills its pow'rs:
With solitude my heaven I find;
How happy are these hours!
All hail ye joys which now I feel!
Ye antipasts of heav'n!
Glory begun! and ye the seal

Of what shall soon be giv❜n.

PAUSE.

7 If, when engag'd in mortal things,
This rapt'rous joy subside;
Sweet peace within my bosom springs,
And with me doth abide;
Contented with my humble lot,

I envy not the great;

Happy with Jesus in my cot,
As on a throne of state.

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