Acts 2. 3; Gal. 5. 22; Eph. 5. 9
J. Hart C.M.
The soul that with sincere desires
Seeks after Jesus’ love,
That soul the Holy Ghost inspires
With breathings from above.
[Not every one in like degree
The Spirit of God receives;
The Christian often cannot see
His faith, and yet believes.
So gentle sometimes is the flame,
That, if we take not heed,
We may unkindly quench the same,
We may, my friends, indeed.]
Blest God! that once in fiery tongues
Cam’st down in open view,
Come, visit every heart that longs
To entertain thee too.
[And though not like a mighty wind,
Nor with a rushing noise,
May we thy calmer comforts find,
And hear thy still small voice.]
Not for the gift of tongues we pray,
Nor power the sick to heal;
Give wisdom to direct our way,
And strength to do thy will.
We pray to be renewed within,
And reconciled to God;
To have our conscience washed from sin
In the Redeemer’s blood.
We pray to have our faith increased,
And O, celestial Dove!
We pray to be completely blessed
With that rich blessing, love.