Sinners who in Thee believe,
Everlasting life receive;
They with joy behold Thy face,
Triumph in Thy pardoning grace.
Life deriving from Thy death,
They proceed from faith to faith;
Walk the new, the living way,
Leading to eternal day.
Bleffed are thofe who follow Thee,
While this light of life they fee;
Filled with Thy facred love,
They Thy quickening power prove.
Praife on earth to Thee be given,
Never-ceafing praise in heaven;
Boundless wisdom, power divine,
Love unspeakable, are Thine!
PIRIT of Mercy, Truth and Love!
O fhed Thine influence from above,
And ftill from age to age convey
The wonders of this facred day.
In every clime, by every tongue,
Be God's amazing glory fung;
And let the liftening earth be taught
The acts our great Redeemer wrought.
Unfailing Comfort! Heavenly Guide,
Still o'er Thy Holy Church prefide;
Still may mankind Thy bleffings prove,
Spirit of Mercy, Truth, and Love.
NARAYENA*, THE HOLY SPIRIT.
PIRIT of Spirits, who through every part
Of space expanded and of endless time,
Beyond the ftretch of labouring thought
fublime,
Bad'ft uproar into beauteous order start,
Before Heaven was, Thou art.
Ere spheres beneath us roll'd on spheres above,
Ere earth in firmamental ether hung,
Thou fat'ft alone, till through Thy myftic love,
Things unexifting to existence sprung,
And grateful defcant fung.
* Narayena, in the Sanskrit, fignifies "The Spirit of God," or He who moved on the Waters, which we know to have been the work of the Third Perfon in the Trinity, according to Genefis i. 2.
What first impelled Thee to exert Thy might?
Goodness unlimited. What glorious light
Thy power directed? Wisdom without bound—
What proved it firft. Oh! guide my fancy right,
Oh! raise from cumbrous ground
My foul in rapture drowned,
That fearless it may foar on wings of fire; For Thou, who only know'ft, Thou only canft infpire!
My foul abforbed One only Being knows,
Of all perceptions One abundant Source,
Whence every object every moment flows:
Suns here derive their force,
Hence planets learn their course;
But funs and fading worlds I view no more-
God only I perceive, God only I adore !
THOU, whom neither time nor space
Can comprehend, unfeen, unknown;
Nor Faith in boldest flight can trace,
Save through Thy Spirit and Thy Son!
And Thou, who from Thy bright abode,
To us in mortal weakness shown,
Didst graft the manhood into God,
Eternal, Co-Eternal, Son!
And Thou, whofe Unction from on High,
By Comfort, Light, and Love is known;
Who, with the parent Deity,
Dread Spirit! art for ever ONE.
Great First and Laft! Thy bleffing give;
And grant us faith, Thy gift alone-
To love and praise Thee while we live,
And do whate'er Thou would'ft have done.
HESE are Thy glorious works, Parent of good,
Almighty! Thine this univerfal frame,
Thus wondrous fair; Thyfelf how
wondrous then!
Unfpeakable, Who fitt'ft above these heavens,
To us invifible, or dimly feen
In these Thy lowest works; yet these declare
Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Speak, ye who beft can tell, ye fons of light,
Angels; for ye behold Him, and with fongs
And choral fymphonies, day without night,
Circle His throne rejoicing: ye in heaven;
On earth join all ye creatures to extol
Him firft, Him laft, Him midft, and without end.
Fairest of stars, laft in the train of night,
If better thou belong not to the dawn,
Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere While day arifes, that fweet hour of prime.
His praife, ye winds, that from four quarters blow,
Breathe foft or loud; and wave your tops, ye pines,
With every plant, in fign of worship wave.
Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow,
Melodious murmurs, warbling, tune His praise.
Join voices, all ye living fouls: ye birds,
That finging up to heaven-gate ascend,
Bear on your wings and in your notes His praise.
Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk
The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep;
Witness, if I be filent, morn or even,
To hill or valley, fountain or fresh shade,
Made vocal by my fong, and taught His praise.
Hail, univerfal Lord! be bounteous ftill
To give us only good; and if the night
Have gathered aught of evil, or concealed,
Disperse it, as now light difpels the dark.
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