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HYMN XXXIX.
PART II.
[Father, to us vouchsafe the grace]
Father, to us vouchsafe the grace
Which brought our friend victorious through,
Let us his shining footsteps trace,
Let us his steadfast faith pursue,
Follow this follower of the Lamb,
And conquer all through Jesus' name.
Which brought our friend victorious through,
Let us his shining footsteps trace,
Let us his steadfast faith pursue,
Follow this follower of the Lamb,
And conquer all through Jesus' name.
Through Jesus' name, and strength, and word,
The well-fought fight our brother won;
Arm'd with the Saviour's blood and sword,
He cast the dire accuser down,
Compell'd the aliens to submit,
And trampled flesh beneath his feet.
The well-fought fight our brother won;
Arm'd with the Saviour's blood and sword,
He cast the dire accuser down,
Compell'd the aliens to submit,
And trampled flesh beneath his feet.
In vain the Gnostic tempter tried
With guile his upright heart to' ensnare;
His upright heart the fiend defied,
No room for sin, when Christ was there,
No need of fancied liberty,
When Christ had made him truly free.
With guile his upright heart to' ensnare;
His upright heart the fiend defied,
No room for sin, when Christ was there,
No need of fancied liberty,
When Christ had made him truly free.
Free from the law of sin and death,
Free from the Antinomian leaven,
He led his Master's life beneath,
And labouring for the rest of heaven,
By active love, and watchful prayer,
He show'd his heart already there.
Free from the Antinomian leaven,
He led his Master's life beneath,
And labouring for the rest of heaven,
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He show'd his heart already there.
How full of heaven his latest word,
“Thou bidd'st me now in peace depart,
For I have known my precious Lord,
Have clasp'd Thee, Saviour, in my heart,
My eyes Thy glorious joy have seen:”
He spake; he died; and enter'd in.
“Thou bidd'st me now in peace depart,
For I have known my precious Lord,
Have clasp'd Thee, Saviour, in my heart,
My eyes Thy glorious joy have seen:”
He spake; he died; and enter'd in.
O might we all, like him, believe,
And keep the faith, and win the prize!
Father, prepare, and then receive
Our hallow'd spirits to the skies,
To chant with all our friends above
Thy glorious everlasting love.
And keep the faith, and win the prize!
Father, prepare, and then receive
Our hallow'd spirits to the skies,
To chant with all our friends above
Thy glorious everlasting love.
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