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With glorious clouds encompast round

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XXII (1791) Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 With glorious clouds encompast round, Whom angels dimly see, Will the unsearchable be found, Or God appear to me? 2 Will he forsake his throne above, Himself to worms impart? Answer thou man of grief and love, And speak it to my heart. 3 In manifested love explain Thy wonderful design; What meant the suff'ring son of man? The streaming blood divine? 4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, And live and die below, That I may now perceive thee near, And my Redeemer know? 5 Come then, and to my soul reveal The heights and depths of grace, Those wounds which all my sorrows heal, That dear disfigur'd face. 6 Before my eyes of faith confest, Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb: And wrap me in thy crimson vest, And tell me all thy name. 7 Jehovah in thy person show, Jehovah crucify'd! And then the pard'ning God I know, And fell the blood apply'd. 8 I view the Lamb in his own light, Whom angels dimly see: And gaze, transported at the sight, To all eternity. Languages: English

Father of lights from whom proceeds

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XVIII (1791) Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 Father of lights from whom proceeds Whate'er thy ev'ry creature needs, Whose goodness, providently nigh; Feeds the young ravens when they cry: To thee I look, my heart prepare, Suggest and hearken to my pray'r. 2 Since by thy light myself I see Naked, and poor, and void of thee; Thy eyes must all my thoughts survey, Preventing what my lips would say; Thou seest my wants for help they call, And e're I speak thou know'st them all. 3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind, Wayward, and impotent, and blind: Thou know'st how unsubdu'd my will, Averse to good, and prone to ill; Thou know'st how wide my passions rove, Nor check'd by fear, nor charm'd by love. 4 Fain would I know as known by thee, And feel the indigence I see; Fain would I all my vileness own, And deep beneath the burden groan; Abhor the pride that lurks within, Detest and loath myself and sin. 5 Ah! give me, Lord, myself to feel, My total misery reveal; Ah! give me Lord, (I still would say) A heart to mourn, a heart to pray; My business this, my only care, My life, my ev'ry breath be pray'r. Languages: English

Father of Jesus Christ the just

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XXVIII (1791) Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 Father of Jesus Christ the just, My Friend and Advocate with thee Pity a soul that fain would trust In him who liv'd and dy'd for me; But only thou canst make him known, And in my heart reveal thy son. 2 If, drawn by thine alluring grace, My want of living faith I feel, Show me in Christ thy smiling face, What flesh and blood can ne'er reveal; Thy co-eternal Son display, And call my darkness into day. 3 The gift unspeakable impart; Command the light of faith to shine; To shine in my dark drooping heart, And fill me with the life divine: Now bid the new creation be: O God, let there be faith in me. Languages: English