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Day-spring from on high, be near :
Quicken all my drooping powers :
As a thirsty land for showers :
Unaccompanied by Thee :
Till Thy mercy's beams I see;
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Scatter all my unbelief:
Tempted in every point like me;
Jesus, remember Calvary!
Thy agony, and sweat of blood,
Thy mortal groan, "My God! my God!
O let Thy bowels answer me!
Hath pity left the Son of Man?
And claim a share in all my pain ?
4 Arm of God, Thy strength put on,
Bow the heavens, and come down,
Force me to be saved by grace. 550
L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY.
Thine utmost miracle of love.
Shall strangely be brought out of me;
The wonders wrought by Jesu's Name. 3 Thee I shall then for ever praise,
In spirit and in truth adore ;
And fruit unto perfection bear. 551
5,5,11, or 10s & 11s. C. WESLEY. JESUŚ, my hope, For me offered up,
[top; Who with clamour pursued Thee to Calvary's
The blood Thou hast shed,
(stead, And declare Thou hast died in Thy murderer's 2 Come then from above, The stony remove,
(love. Ind vanquish my heart with the sense of Thy
Thy love on the tree
Display unto me, und the servant of sin in a moment is free,