3 Is not Thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound, My Saviour's voice to hear? 4 Hast Thou a lamb in all Thy flock, 5 Would not my ardent spirit vie And make Thy glory known? 6 Thou knowest, yea, Thou knowest, Lord; Yet, oh! I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joy, HYMN 278. III. 3. L OVE Divine, all love excelling, Enter every longing heart. 2 Breathe, oh! breathe Thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast! Let us all Thy peace inherit, Thee we would be always blessing, 3 Finish, then, Thy new creation, Till in heaven our songs we raise; HYMN 279. II. 1. LOVE Divine, how sweet thou art! I thirst, I faint, I die to prove 2 Stronger His love than death or hell; Its riches are unsearchable; The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see; The length, and breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God; 4 O might I ever have my seat, 5 O that I could, with favor'd John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer's breast; From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord! to find in Thee My everlasting rest! HYMN G OD of my life, through all its days My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise, 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 4 But oh when that last conflict's o'er, 5 The cheerful tribute will I give, HYMN 281. C. M. ESUS! I love Thy charming name, Fain would I sound it out so loud, 2 Yes! Thou art precious to my soul, 3 All my capacious powers can wish, 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honors of Thy name, With my last lab'ring breath; Then speechless rest me in Thine arms, And find my life in death. Y God, my Life, my Love, M To Thee, to Thee I call; I cannot live if Thou remove, S. M. 2 Thy shining grace can cheer 3 To Thee, and Thee alone, 4 Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place, 5 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 6 Thou art the sea of love, Where all my pleasures roll; The circle where my passions move, And centre of my soul. |