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Of thine elect attend ; Send deliverance from the skies, The mighty Spirit send : Though to man thou seemest slow, Our cries thou seemest not to heed ; O avenge us of our foe, And bruise the Serpent's head ! 7 Come, O come, all-glorious Lord ! No longer now delay ; With thy Spirit's two-edged sword The crooked Serpent slay ! Bare thine arm, and give the blow, Root out and kill the hellish seed ; O avenge us of our foe, And bruise the Serpent's head ' For ^Believers Praying. 289 8 Jesus, hear thy Spirit's call, Thy Bride, who bids thee come ; Come, thou righteous Judge of all, Pronounce the Tempter's doom ; Doom him to infernal woe, For him and for his angels made ; Now avenge us of our foe, For ever bruise his head ! 1 TESUS, I fain would find *J Thy zeal for God in me, Thy yearning pity for mankind, Thy burning charity. 2 In me thy Spirit dwell ! In me thy bowels move ! So shall the fervour of my zeal Be the pure flame of love. HYMN 301. s. m. 1 TESUS, my strength, my hope, *J On thee 1 cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear'st my prayer. Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do ; On thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew. 2 I want a sober mind ; A self-renouncing will, That tramples down and casts behind The baits of pleasing ill ; A soul inured to pain, To hardship, grief, and loss, Bold to take up, firm to sustain. The consecrated cross. <£Jv For Believers Praying. 3 I want a godly fear, A quick-discerning eye, That looks to thee when sin is near, And sees the Tempter fly ; A spirit still prepared, And arm'd with jealous care, For ever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer. 4 I want a heart to pray, To pray and never cease. Never to murmur at thy stay, Or wish my sufferings less. This blessing, above all, Always to pray, I want, Out of the deep on thee to call, And never, never faint. 5 I want a true regard, A single, steady aim, (Unmoved by threat'ning or reward,) To thee and thy great name ; A jealous, just concern