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HYMN XXXI.
[Spirit of holiness, and Root]
Spirit of holiness, and Root,
Thy gracious God-delighting fruit
Is joy, fidelity, and peace;
Meekness which no affront can move,
Truth, temperance, long-suffering, love,
And universal righteousness.
Thy gracious God-delighting fruit
Is joy, fidelity, and peace;
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Truth, temperance, long-suffering, love,
And universal righteousness.
Restorer of the sin-sick mind,
Our souls a perfect soundness find
Through all their powers in Thee renew'd;
Spirit of life and might Divine,
By Thee we in the image shine,
In all the strength and life of God.
Our souls a perfect soundness find
Through all their powers in Thee renew'd;
Spirit of life and might Divine,
By Thee we in the image shine,
In all the strength and life of God.
Thou dost the living power exert
To' invigorate and confirm the heart
Of those who feel Thy work begun,
To exercise our every grace,
Quicken us in the glorious race,
Till all the glorious race is run.
To' invigorate and confirm the heart
Of those who feel Thy work begun,
To exercise our every grace,
Quicken us in the glorious race,
Till all the glorious race is run.
Through Thee the flesh we mortify,
A daily death rejoice to die,
To live from sin for ever free:
An holy sinless life to lead
Is only in Thy track to tread,
To walk in love, in God, in Thee.
A daily death rejoice to die,
To live from sin for ever free:
An holy sinless life to lead
Is only in Thy track to tread,
To walk in love, in God, in Thee.
Through Thee we render God His due,
The worship spiritual and true
With loving hearts rejoice to pay:
Him, while we find Thy present power,
In truth and spirit we adore,
And pray—whene'er in Thee we pray.
The worship spiritual and true
With loving hearts rejoice to pay:
Him, while we find Thy present power,
In truth and spirit we adore,
And pray—whene'er in Thee we pray.
Thou pleadest in the living stones
With speechless eloquence of groans,
Which pierce our pitying Father's ear;
The answer of Thy prayer we feel,
The glorious joy unspeakable,
And triumph in the Comforter.
With speechless eloquence of groans,
Which pierce our pitying Father's ear;
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The glorious joy unspeakable,
And triumph in the Comforter.
True Witness of our sonship Thee
We feel, from fear and sorrow free,
And Father, Abba Father, cry;
Seal of our endless bliss Thou art,
Foretaste, and earnest in our heart
Of pleasures that shall never die.
We feel, from fear and sorrow free,
And Father, Abba Father, cry;
Seal of our endless bliss Thou art,
Foretaste, and earnest in our heart
Of pleasures that shall never die.
First-fruits of yonder land above,
Celestial joy, seraphic love
To us, to us in Thee is given:
And all that to the Spirit sow,
Shall of the Spirit reap, and know
The ripest happiness of heaven.
Celestial joy, seraphic love
To us, to us in Thee is given:
And all that to the Spirit sow,
Shall of the Spirit reap, and know
The ripest happiness of heaven.
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