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2 No man can truly say
That Jesus is the Lord, Unless thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word: Then, only then we feel
Our int'rest in his blood;
3 0 that the world might know
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478 The comforts, gifts, and graces of the Spirit.
1OD of all consolation,
U The Holy Ghost thou art;
Hath told it to my heart:
Through Jesus' prayer bestow'd, The Comforter, the Spirit, The true eternal God.
2 With God the Son and Saviour, With God the Father one, The tokens of his favour
Are now to man made known; An ante-past of heaven
Thou dost in me reveal, Attest my sins forgiven, And my salvation seal.
3 The' indubitable witness
My largest thoughts transcend,
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HEN shall I hear the inward voice, Which only faithful souls can hear? Pardon, and peace, and heavenly joys, Attend the promised Comforter: O come, and righteousness divine, And Christ, and all with Christ, are mine.
The signature of divine love.
20 that the Comforter would come, Nor visit as a transient guest; But fix in me his constant home,
And keep possession of my breast; And make my soul his loved abode, The temple of indwelling God.
3 Come, Holy Ghost, my heart inspire;
4 Where the indubitable seal,
That ascertains the kingdom mine?
The hope of our high calling.
For this to Jesus I look up;
2 I wait till he shall touch me clean,-
3 This is the dear redeeming grace,
Surely it shall on me take place,
4 From all iniquity, from all,
5 When Jesus makes my heart his home, My sin shall all depart;
And, lo! he saith, I quickly come,
6 Be it according to thy word; Redeem me from all sin;
My heart would now receive thee, Lord; Come in, my Lord, come in!
The will of God.
E wills that I should holy be: That holiness I long to feel; That full divine conformity
To all my Saviour's righteous will.
2 See, Lord, the travail of thy soul Accomplish'd in the change of mine;
And plunge me, every whit made whole, In all the depths of love divine.
3 On thee, O God, my soul is stay'd, And waits to prove thine utmost will; The promise by thy mercy made,
Thou canst, thou wilt, in me fulfil. 4 No more I stagger at thy power, Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move: Hasten the long-expected hour, And bless me with thy perfect love.
Thy will be done.
HIS is thy will, I know,
2 O might I now embrace
The good pleasure of his will.
2 I find him lifting up my head;
3 He wills that I should holy be!
4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word;
Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord,
5 When God is mine, and I am his, Of paradise possess'd,
I taste unutterable bliss,
And everlasting rest.
The believer's rest.
LORD, I believe a rest remains
To all thy people known;
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,
2 A rest where all our soul's desire
3 0 that I now the rest might know, Believe, and enter in :
Now, Saviour, now the power bestow,
4 Remove this hardness from my heart; This unbelief remove:
To me the rest of faith impart,-
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He saves his people from their sins.
To lose, when perfected in love,
Whate'er I have, or can, or am: I stay me on thy faithful word,The servant shall be as his Lord.