HYMN LV.
[Father of all, whose bowels move]
Father of all, whose bowels move
To every object of Thy love;
In honour of my heavenly Friend,
Indulge me with a peaceful end.
Weary of life, with guilt oppress'd,
I want the pledge of endless rest,
I want Thy love to testify,
And then to lay me down and die.
The pardon grant for which I pray
Because I nothing have to pay,
Because a ransom'd worm I am,
And ask the grace in Jesu's name.
Ten thousand talents, Lord, remit,
Whose mercies are more infinite,
The sins of seventy years forgive,
And then my longing soul receive.
Thou know'st I wait for this alone,
Till Thou shalt manifest Thy Son;
The fulness of the Deity,
In Christ, reveal Thyself to me.
Then, O my God and Father, then
When I have Thy salvation seen,
In peace permitted to depart,
I soar, and see Thee as Thou art.
