The Poetical Works of Robert Montgomery Collected and Revised by the Author |
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HYMN.
[How sacred is that chosen spot]
How sacred is that chosen spot
Where praise and prayer arise,
And earth and time seem half forgot,
While Faith unveils the skies,
And visions bright in beauty roll
Around the tranced believer's soul!
Where praise and prayer arise,
And earth and time seem half forgot,
While Faith unveils the skies,
And visions bright in beauty roll
Around the tranced believer's soul!
One hour within Thy Temple, Lord,
When blending hearts can meet,
And banquet on Thy blessed word
Before the Mercy-seat,
The antepast of heaven may prove,
And teach us how Thine angels love.
When blending hearts can meet,
And banquet on Thy blessed word
Before the Mercy-seat,
The antepast of heaven may prove,
And teach us how Thine angels love.
And ever in this calm abode
May Thy pure Spirit be,
And guide us on the narrow road
That terminates in Thee;
While dews of Thine absolving grace
Descend upon our fallen race.
May Thy pure Spirit be,
And guide us on the narrow road
That terminates in Thee;
While dews of Thine absolving grace
Descend upon our fallen race.
Before the Cross where Jesu bled
On Calvary's fated hill,
With bended knee, and bowing head,
And soul devoutly still,
May each adoring sinner find
Salvation awe and soothe his mind.
On Calvary's fated hill,
With bended knee, and bowing head,
And soul devoutly still,
May each adoring sinner find
Salvation awe and soothe his mind.
And by Thy Blood, and by Thy Tears,
By all Thy pangs unknown!
Allay, O Lord, our rising fears,
And make these hearts Thine own;
Till each with loud hosannah sings,
Hail! Lord of lords, and King of kings!
By all Thy pangs unknown!
Allay, O Lord, our rising fears,
And make these hearts Thine own;
Till each with loud hosannah sings,
Hail! Lord of lords, and King of kings!
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