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<p>There gently leadest us – <del>& & dost</del> <add>forward – so </add> dispense<lb/> | |||
'' | Thro' yielding hearts Thy holy influence<lb/> | ||
Subduing all to Thee, – however drear<lb/> | |||
With <del>ideas</del> <add>doubts</add> & darkness be our journey here<lb/> | |||
We turn our eyes to Thee, & light divine<lb/> | |||
Spreads sweetly round us – & that land of Thine<lb/> | |||
The promised land, <del>looks thro'</del> <add>o'er-looks</add> this scene of woe<lb/> | |||
Like northern lights above the hills of snow<lb/> | |||
A thousand different path-ways thither tend<lb/> | |||
All centering in that bright, that blessed end<lb/> | |||
And he who struggles for that prize of bliss<lb/> | |||
Sincerely & devoutly cannot miss.</p> | |||
<p>Spirit of kindness! – whom our honor'd Lord<lb/> | |||
As God & Father – sacred name! – ador'd<lb/> | |||
<del>In spirit & in truth to Thee I bring<lb/> | |||
The accepted tho' the lovely offering;</del> | |||
I praise Thee that <del>now</del> enfranchised from the yoke<lb/> | |||
Of terror, I approach Thee, – & can look<lb/> | |||
With humble <add>Servent</add> confidence to Thee</p> | |||
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There gently leadest us – & & dost forward – so dispense
Thro' yielding hearts Thy holy influence
Subduing all to Thee, – however drear
With ideas doubts & darkness be our journey here
We turn our eyes to Thee, & light divine
Spreads sweetly round us – & that land of Thine
The promised land, looks thro' o'er-looks this scene of woe
Like northern lights above the hills of snow
A thousand different path-ways thither tend
All centering in that bright, that blessed end
And he who struggles for that prize of bliss
Sincerely & devoutly cannot miss.
Spirit of kindness! – whom our honor'd Lord
As God & Father – sacred name! – ador'd
In spirit & in truth to Thee I bring
The accepted tho' the lovely offering;
I praise Thee that now enfranchised from the yoke
Of terror, I approach Thee, – & can look
With humble Servent confidence to Thee
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