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CXCVII. THE SAME.

Hymn 7.

[See, Jesu, see that much loved soul]

See, Jesu, see that much loved soul,
For whom Thy precious life was given,
Haste to renew, and make him whole,
And fill him now with all Thy heaven.
Now, Saviour, now (if after God
I ask) the second gift impart,
And shed Thy glorious love abroad,
And give him the pure spotless heart.
Remove the stumbling-block within,
The possible offence remove,
Say to his soul, “Thou canst not sin,
For ever saved by perfect love.”

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Answer on him Thine own request,
Answer in us Thy Spirit's groan,
Speak him into Thy people's rest,
And tell his inmost soul 'tis done!
When inbred sin is all destroy'd,
Long let him here Thy witness live,
In love's angelic task employ'd,
And free what he receives to give.
Greatest of all O let him be,
And ever in Thy footsteps go,
And gladly minister to Thee,
A servant of Thy church below.
Let him through Thine almighty name
A father in our Israel rise,
Cherish the followers of the Lamb,
And nurse them till they reach the skies.
Thus may he still his faith approve,
And make the lambs his tenderest care,
The little ones that lisp Thy love
Delighted in his arms to bear.
Jesus, fulfil his heart's desire,
And gather in Thy lambs and sheep,
Bid them into Thy fold retire,
And far from sin and danger keep.
Far from the world a place provide,
Even in this howling wilderness,
And in Thy sanctuary hide
The vessels of Thy perfect grace.
Who the good fight of faith have fought,
And found the love that casts out fear,
Within the sacred verge be brought,
And rest from all their labours here.

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In answer to Thy Spirit's prayer
Now let the polish'd pillars rise,
Firm as the throne of God, and bear
Thy glorious temple to the skies.