A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-318 |
| Words | 394 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
Thy presence who can fly ?
Known is the Father to thy sight,
The' abyss of Deity.
4 Thy power through Jesu's life display'd,
Quite from the virgin's womb,
Dying, his soul an offering made,
And raised him from the tomb.
5 God's image, which our sins destroy,
Thy grace restores below ;
And truth, and holiness, and joy,
From thee their Fountain flow.
6 Hail, Holy Ghost, Jehovah, Third
In order of the Three ;
Sprung from the Father and the Word
From all eternity !
HYMN 650. fs §• 6*s.
Prayer for the Holy Spirit.
T) RANCH of Jesse's stem, arise,
-*-* And in our nature grow,
Turn our earth to Paradise,
By flourishing below :
Bless us with the Spirit of grace
Immeasurably shed on thee ;
Pour on all the faithful race
The streaming Deity.
Let the Spirit of our Head
On all the members rest ;
From thyself to us proceed,
And dwell in every breast :
Teach to judge and act aright,
Inspire with wisdom from above,
Holy faith, and heavenly might,
And reverential love.
the Holy Spirit 595
3 Lord, of thee we fain would learn
Thy heavenly Father's will ;
Give us quickness to discern,
And boldness to fulfil :
All his mind to us explain,
All his name on us impress ;
Then our souls in thee attain
The perfect righteousness.
HYMN 651. c. m.
The Spirit of Adoption .
1 COVEREIGN of all the worlds on high,
^ Allow my humble claim ;
Nor, while, unworthy, I draw nigh,
Disdain a Father's name.
2 " My Father God !" that gracious sound
Dispels my guilty fear ;
Not all the harmony of heaven
Could so delight my ear.
3 Come, Holy Spirit, seal the grace
On my expanding heart ;
And show, that in the Father's love
I share a filial part.
4 Cheer'd by a witness so divine,
Unwavering I believe ;
And, "Abba, Father," humbly cry;
Nor can the sign deceive.
HYMN 652. c. m.
Breathing after the Holy Spirit.
1 /^OME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
^-^ With all thy quick'ning powers ;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
OJO Hymns on
2 In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise ;
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.