LOVE

Blest God! that once in fiery tongues
Cam’st down in open view,
Come, visit every heart that longs
To entertain thee too.

And though not like a mighty wind,
Nor with a rushing noise,
May we thy calmer comforts find,
And hear thy still small voice.

Not for the gift of tongues we pray,
Nor power the sick to heal;
Give wisdom to direct our way,
And strength to do thy will.

We pray to be renewed within,
And reconciled to God;
To have our conscience washed from sin
In the Redeemer’s blood.

We pray to have our faith increased,
And O, celestial Dove!
We pray to be completely blessed
With that rich blessing, love.

Hart

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