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Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul :
And fortify the whole :
To battle all proceed;
Oh for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame;
Which leads me to the Lamb !
Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord ?
Of Jesus and his Word ?
What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd !
The world can never fill.
Return, O Holy Dove, retrdn,
Sweet messenger of rest!
And drove Thee from my breast.
The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,
And worship only Thee.
So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
purer light shall mark the road
Oh, could I find some peaceful bower,
When to the throne of
When I attempt to soar above,
Lord, free me from this deadly foe,
THEE will I love, my Strength, my Tower !
Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown! Thee will I love, with all my power,
In all thy works, and Thee alone! Thee will I love, till the pure
fire Fill my
whole soul with chaste desire.
Ah! why did I so late Thee know,
Thee, lovelier than the sons of men ? Ah! why did I no sooner go
To Thee, the only ease in pain? Asham'd, I sigh and inly mourn, That I so late to Thee did turn.
In darkness willingly I stray'd:
I sought Thee, yet from Thee I rov'd: Far wide my wand'ring thoughts were spread :
Thy creatures more than Thee I lov’d: And now if more at length I see, 'Tis through thy light, and comes from Thee.
I thank Thee, Uncreated Sun,
That thy bright beams on me have shin'd: I thank Thee, who hast overthrown
My foes, and heald my wounded mind:
Give to mine eyes refreshing tears :
Give to my heart chaste hallow'd fires :
The love, which all heaven's host inspires
Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown!
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God! Thee will I love, beneath thy frown
Or smile—thy sceptre or thy rod : What though my flesh and heart decay, Thee shall I love in endless day!
Thou hidden Love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathom’d, no man knows,
Inly I sigh for thy repose:
Is there a thing beneath the sun
Which strives with Thee my heart to share ? Ah! tear it thence; and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there ! Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found
Oh hide this Self from me, that I
but Christ in me may live! My vile affections crucify,
Nor let one darling lust survive!
O Love, thy sov'reign aid impart,
To save me from low-thoughted care:
Through all its latent mazes there;