The Works of the Reverend and Learned Isaac Watts, D. D. Containing, besides his Sermons, and Essays on miscellaneous subjects, several additional pieces, Selected from his Manuscripts by the Rev. Dr. Jennings, and the Rev. Dr. Doddridge, in 1753: to which are prefixed, memoirs of the life of the author, compiled by the Rev. George Burder. In six volumes |
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HYMN 70. (L. M.) Christ inviting and the Church answering the Invitation, Sol. Song ii. 14, 16, 17.
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Hark, the Redeemer from on highSweetly invites his favourites nigh;
From caves of darkness and of doubt,
He gently speaks, and calls us out:
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‘My dove who hidest in the rock,‘Thine heart almost with sorrow broke,
‘Lift up thy face, forget thy fear,
‘And let thy voice delight mine ear.
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‘Thy voice to me sounds ever sweet;‘My graces in thy countenance meet;
‘Tho' the vain world thy face despise,
‘'Tis bright and comely in mine eyes.’
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Dear Lord, our thankful heart receivesThe hope thine invitation gives:
To thee our joyful lips shall raise
The voice of prayer, and of praise.
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I am my love's, and he is mine;Our hearts, our hopes, our passions join:
Nor let a motion, nor a word,
Nor thought arise to grieve my Lord.
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My soul to pastures fair he leads,Amongst the lilies where he feeds;
Amongst the saints (whose robes are white
Wash'd in his blood) is his delight.
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Till the day break, and shadows flee,Till the sweet dawning light I see,
Thine eyes to me-ward often turn,
Nor let my soul in darkness mourn.
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Be like a hart on mountains green,Leap o'er the hills of fear and sin;
Nor guilt nor unbelief divide,
My love, my Saviour from my side.
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