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UNTO THE ANGEL OF THE CHURCH IN THYATIRA.
VERSES 18, 19, &c.
O Son of God, whose flaming eyes
A sin-consuming virtue dart,
To scatter all Thy foes arise,
And search, and purify our heart.
A sin-consuming virtue dart,
To scatter all Thy foes arise,
And search, and purify our heart.
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Lift up Thy feet of burnish'd brass,
Satan, the world, and sin tread down;
Pity a froward, faithless race,
And call us yet again Thine own.
Satan, the world, and sin tread down;
Pity a froward, faithless race,
And call us yet again Thine own.
The service which our fathers paid,
The faith Thou didst in them approve,
Of this we now have shipwreck made,
And lost our hope and left our love.
The faith Thou didst in them approve,
Of this we now have shipwreck made,
And lost our hope and left our love.
The prophets of smooth things we hear,
Who all Thy promises deny,
Entrap Thy servants in their snare,
And catch them with a soothing lie.
Who all Thy promises deny,
Entrap Thy servants in their snare,
And catch them with a soothing lie.
They teach them things unclean to eat,
To fold their arms and take their ease,
Spiritual whoredom to commit,
Mammon and God at once to please.
To fold their arms and take their ease,
Spiritual whoredom to commit,
Mammon and God at once to please.
Darkness they make with light agree,
And heaven with hell, and Christ with sin;
They say the God of purity
Dwells in a cage of birds unclean.
And heaven with hell, and Christ with sin;
They say the God of purity
Dwells in a cage of birds unclean.
Great Searcher of the heart and reins,
Whose eyes our inmost substance see,
Who dost, to all, rewards and pains
According to their works decree;
Whose eyes our inmost substance see,
Who dost, to all, rewards and pains
According to their works decree;
Avert from us the heavy doom
Of such deniers of their Lord;
(Whose wrath shall to the utmost come
On all that dare corrupt His word;)
Of such deniers of their Lord;
(Whose wrath shall to the utmost come
On all that dare corrupt His word;)
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On us no other burden lay,
On us, and all who have not known
What Satan and his preachers say,
But still for full redemption groan.
On us, and all who have not known
What Satan and his preachers say,
But still for full redemption groan.
Our knees confirm, our hands lift up,
Our hearts from things of earth remove,
And guide into a patient hope
And looking for Thy perfect love.
Our hearts from things of earth remove,
And guide into a patient hope
And looking for Thy perfect love.
Let us hold fast the pledge of good,
The grace Thou hast already given,
Till all our hearts are Thine abode,
And find in Thee their present heaven.
The grace Thou hast already given,
Till all our hearts are Thine abode,
And find in Thee their present heaven.
O let us conquer all our foes,
And active to the end endure,
Maintain Thy works, whoe'er oppose;
To working faith the word is sure.
And active to the end endure,
Maintain Thy works, whoe'er oppose;
To working faith the word is sure.
Power over hell, and earth, and sin,
The lawful conqueror shall receive;
An everlasting power brought in,
Power without fear or sin to live.
The lawful conqueror shall receive;
An everlasting power brought in,
Power without fear or sin to live.
Power to o'erturn, subdue, control
The nations with an iron rod;
(Implanted in the new-born soul
The wisdom, and the power of God;)
The nations with an iron rod;
(Implanted in the new-born soul
The wisdom, and the power of God;)
Power over sins, to hew, and slay
Them all with a continued stroke,
And scatter as the potter's clay,
As vessels into shivers broke.
Them all with a continued stroke,
And scatter as the potter's clay,
As vessels into shivers broke.
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Power to maintain his victory,
The perfect life of faith to live;
Power, as the Father gave to Thee,
Thou to the conquering soul wilt give.
The perfect life of faith to live;
Power, as the Father gave to Thee,
Thou to the conquering soul wilt give.
Wilt give him the bright Morning Star:
The Morning Star, O Christ, Thou art;
And lo! we see Thee gleam from far,
And wait Thy rising in our heart!
The Morning Star, O Christ, Thou art;
And lo! we see Thee gleam from far,
And wait Thy rising in our heart!
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