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CCXXXIX. THE SAME.

Hymn 49.

[See, Jesus, Thy disciples see]

See, Jesus, Thy disciples see,
The promised blessing give!
Met in Thy name, we look to Thee,
Expecting to receive.

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Thee we expect, our faithful Lord,
Who in Thy name are join'd;
We wait, according to Thy word,
Thee in the midst to find.
With us Thou art assembled here;
But, O, Thyself reveal!
Son of the living God, appear!
Let us Thy presence feel.
Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day,
And these dry bones shall live;
Speak peace into our hearts, and say,
“The Holy Ghost receive!”
Whom now we seek, O may we meet!
Jesus, the Crucified,
Show us Thy bleeding hands and feet,
Thou who for us hast died.
Cause us the record to receive:
Speak, and the tokens show:
“O be not faithless, but believe
In Me, who died for you!”
Lord, I believe for me, even me
Thy wounds were open'd wide;
I see the prints, I more than see
Thy feet, Thy hands, Thy side.
I cannot fear, I cannot doubt,
I feel the sprinkled blood:
Let every soul with me cry out,
Thou art my Lord, my God!