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Like the dew thy peace distil;
Guide, subdue our wayward will,
Things of Christ unfolding still,
Comforter Divine,

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Gentle, awful, holy Guest
Make thy temple in each breast;
There thy presence be confessed,
Comforter Divine.

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With us, for us, intercede,
And with voiceless groanings plead
Our unutterable need,
Comforter Divine.

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In us, “Abba, Father,” cry,
Earnest of the bliss on high,
Seal of immortality,
Comforter Divine.

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Search for us the depths of God;
Upwards by the starry road,
Bear us to thy high abode,
Comforter Divine.

G. Rawson, 1876

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It is the chart and compass

That o'er life's surging sea, 'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands,

Still guides, O Christ, to thee.

The Church from her dear Master

Received the gift Divine, And still that light she lifteth

O'er all the earth to shine. It is the golden casket,

Where gems of truth are stored; It is the heaven-drawn picture

Of Christ, the living Word.

3 It floateth like a banner

Before God's host unfurled; It shineth like a beacon

Above the darkling world.

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from the fount of heav'n-ly grace, Brook by the traveller's way.

A-men.

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Bread of our souls, whereon we feed;

True manna from on high;
Our guide and chart, wherein we read

Of realms beyond the sky;

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Pillar of fire, through watches dark,

Or radiant cloud by day;
When waves would whelm our tossing bark,

Our anchor and our stay;

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Word of the ever-living God,

Will of his glorious Son:-
Without thee how could earth be trod,

Or heaven itself be won ?

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Yet to unfold thy hidden worth,

Thy mysteries to reveal,
That Spirit which first gave thee forth

Thy volume must unseal.

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And we, if we aright would learn

The wisdom it imparts,
Must to its heavenly teaching turn
With simple, childlike hearts.

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Bernard Barton, 1836

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peace.

Rising above thy care,
Meet him as in the air,

O weary heart:
Put on joy's sacred dress;
Lo, as he comes to bless,
Quite from thy wearineus

Set free thou art.

3 For works of love and praise He brings thee summer days,

Warm days and bright; Winter is past and gone, Now he, salvation's Sun, Shineth on every one

With mercy's light.

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From the bright sky above
Clad in his robes of love,

'Tis he, our Lord!
Dim earth itself grows clear,
As his light draweth near:
O let us bush and hear
His holy word.
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T. T. Lynch, 1855

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