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LXIV. THE SAME.
Hymn 4.
[Author of faith, we seek Thy face]
Author of faith, we seek Thy face,
For all who feel Thy work begun;
Confirm, and stablish them in grace,
And bring Thy feeblest children on.
For all who feel Thy work begun;
Confirm, and stablish them in grace,
And bring Thy feeblest children on.
Thou seest their wants Thou know'st their names:
Be mindful of Thy youngest care;
Be tender of Thy new-born lambs,
And gently in Thy bosom bear.
Be mindful of Thy youngest care;
Be tender of Thy new-born lambs,
And gently in Thy bosom bear.
The lion roaring for his prey,
With ravening wolves on every side,
Watch over them to tear, and slay,
If found one moment from their Guide.
With ravening wolves on every side,
Watch over them to tear, and slay,
If found one moment from their Guide.
Satan his thousand arts essays,
His agents all their powers employ,
To blast the blooming work of grace,
The heavenly offspring to destroy.
His agents all their powers employ,
To blast the blooming work of grace,
The heavenly offspring to destroy.
Baffle the crooked serpent's skill,
And turn his sharpest dart aside;
Hide from their eyes the devilish ill,
O save them from the plague of pride.
And turn his sharpest dart aside;
Hide from their eyes the devilish ill,
O save them from the plague of pride.
The dreaming, visionary fiend
Unmask, and drag to open light,
And let his wild illusions end,
And chase him to eternal night.
Unmask, and drag to open light,
And let his wild illusions end,
And chase him to eternal night.
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In safety lead Thy little flock,
From hell, the world, and sin secure;
And set their feet upon the Rock,
And make in Thee their goings sure.
From hell, the world, and sin secure;
And set their feet upon the Rock,
And make in Thee their goings sure.
From idol loves, and vain desires,
O God, Thy little children keep,
And fill their hearts with holy fires,
And lull them in Thy arms to sleep.
O God, Thy little children keep,
And fill their hearts with holy fires,
And lull them in Thy arms to sleep.
There let them lie secure, and take
Their rest, and never thence remove,
Till in Thy likeness they awake,
The glorious likeness of Thy love.
Their rest, and never thence remove,
Till in Thy likeness they awake,
The glorious likeness of Thy love.
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