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VII. AN HYMN FOR SERIOUSNESS.
Thou God of glorious majesty,
To Thee against myself, to Thee
A worm of earth I cry,
An half-awaken'd child of man,
An heir of endless bliss or pain,
A sinner born to die.
To Thee against myself, to Thee
A worm of earth I cry,
An half-awaken'd child of man,
An heir of endless bliss or pain,
A sinner born to die.
Lo! on a narrow neck of land,
'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand
Secure, insensible:
A point of life, a moment's space
Removes me to that heavenly place,
Or shuts me up in hell.
'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand
Secure, insensible:
A point of life, a moment's space
Removes me to that heavenly place,
Or shuts me up in hell.
O God, mine inmost soul convert,
And deeply on my thoughtful heart
Eternal things impress,
Give me to feel their solemn weight,
And tremble on the brink of fate,
And wake to righteousness.
And deeply on my thoughtful heart
Eternal things impress,
Give me to feel their solemn weight,
And tremble on the brink of fate,
And wake to righteousness.
Before me place in dread array
The pomp of that tremendous day,
When Thou with clouds shalt come
To judge the nations at Thy bar:
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there
To meet a joyful doom?
The pomp of that tremendous day,
When Thou with clouds shalt come
To judge the nations at Thy bar:
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there
To meet a joyful doom?
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Be this my one great business here,
With serious industry, and fear,
My future bliss to' insure,
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil,
And suffer all Thy righteous will,
And to the end endure.
With serious industry, and fear,
My future bliss to' insure,
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil,
And suffer all Thy righteous will,
And to the end endure.
Then, Saviour, then my soul receive,
Transported from the vale, to live,
And reign with Thee above,
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight,
And hope in full supreme delight,
And everlasting love.
Transported from the vale, to live,
And reign with Thee above,
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight,
And hope in full supreme delight,
And everlasting love.
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