 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
ANOTHER.
[Teacher Divine, we ask Thy grace]
Teacher Divine, we ask Thy grace,
These sacred leaves to' unfold:
Here, in the Gospel's clearest glass,
Let us Thy face behold.
These sacred leaves to' unfold:
Here, in the Gospel's clearest glass,
Let us Thy face behold.
Show us Thy Sire; for known to Thee
The Father's glories are:
The dread Paternal Majesty
Thou only canst declare.
The Father's glories are:
The dread Paternal Majesty
Thou only canst declare.
Open the Scriptures now; reveal
All which for us Thou art:
Talk with us, Lord, and let us feel
The kindling in our heart.
All which for us Thou art:
Talk with us, Lord, and let us feel
The kindling in our heart.
In Thee we languish to be found;
To catch Thy words we bow;
We listen for the quickening sound:
Speak, Lord; we hear Thee now.
To catch Thy words we bow;
We listen for the quickening sound:
Speak, Lord; we hear Thee now.
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