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Love. 379
Is He a Star ? He breaks the night, Piercing the shades with dawning light; I know His glories from afar, I know the bright, the morning Star!
Is He a Sun ? His beams are grace, His course is joy and Righteousness : Nations rejoice, when He appears To chase their clouds and dry their tears.
Oh ! let me climb those higher skies Where storms and darkness never rise ! There He displays His powers abroad, And shines and reigns, th' incarnate God.
Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars, Nor heaven His full resemblance bears : His beauties we can never trace, Till we behold Him face to face.
Isaac Watts. 1709.
CCCLIV.
Compared with Christ, in all beside
No comeliness I see ; The one thing needful, dearest Lord,
Is to be one with Thee. The sense of Thy expiring Love
Into my soul convey ; Thyself bestow : for Thee alone
I absolutely pray.
Whatever else Thy will withholds,
Here grant me to succeed ! O let Thyself my portion be,
And I am blest indeed ! |
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