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29 8.8.6. J. Hart
Led by the Spirit. Ezek. 37. 5, 9; John 16. 14 1 Descend from heaven, celestial Dove, With flames of pure seraphic love Our ravished breasts inspire; Fountain of joy, blest Paraclete, Warm our cold hearts with heavenly heat, And set our souls on fire. 2
Breathe on these bones, so dry and dead; Thy sweetest, softest influence shed In all our hearts abroad; Point out the place where grace abounds; Direct us to the bleeding wounds Of our incarnate God.
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Conduct, blest Guide, thy sinner-train To Calvary, where the Lamb was slain, And with us there abide; Let us our loved Redeemer meet, Weep o’er his piercèd hands and feet, And view his wounded side.
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[From which pure fountain if thou draw Water to quench the fiery law, And blood to purge our sin; We’ll tell the Father in that day, (And thou shalt witness what we say), “We’re clean, just God, we’re clean.”]
5 Teach us for what to pray, and how; And since, kind God, ’tis only thou The throne of grace canst move, Pray thou for us, that we, through faith,
