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Hymns from the East

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2017
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O, touch my heart, till love arise,
And claim me for Thine own;
Then shall I learn with glad surprise,
That I am Thine alone.

V

For love knows no divided heart,
Nor grudges service given;
But gives the life in every part,
And serves in earth and heaven.

I

The wealth of high estate,
The silver and the gold,
The glory of the great,
The wisdom of the old, —
Death seizes all, they pass away,
For all on earth is vanity.

II

Why seek the vain that dies?
The life begirt by death?
The fame, the power that flies
With the expiring breath?
The good that carries ill besides,
And for a fleeting hour abides?

III

Are there no gains that last,
To bless the soul for aye,
When passing things are past,
And things of earth decay?
Are there no joys that linger long
In sweetness, like a heavenly song?

IV

Arise, my soul, arise!
The husks of time disdain,
And wing thee to the skies,
Where there is lasting gain;
Where moth nor rust can mock thy toil,
Nor subtle thief break through to spoil.

V

O Christ, for Thee we long,
’Tis Thee our spirits need;
They only life prolong
Who on Thy bounties feed;
And they have wealth, and high estate,
And endless bliss who on Thee wait.

I

I lift my hands, and with my heart,
My prayer ascends to Thee;
In mercy take a sinner’s part,
Lord, send Thy help to me.

II

Lo! in the mire of sin I lie,
My raiment all defiled;
O come and set me up on high,
And save Thy fallen child.

III

I cannot cleanse the filthy stains, —
I can but mourn and sigh;
Do what I may, the guilt remains,
I fail oft’ as I try.

IV

In mercy, Lord, Thy mercy send,
For merciful art Thou;
And prove Thyself the sinner’s Friend, —
O come and help me now.

V

And let my life be ordered quite,
As Thou wouldst have it be;
When I am wrong, O set me right, —
Lord, come and succour me.

VI

And hold me up, lest to the mire
Of sin my soul return;
O let Thy love my spirit fire,
And base affections burn.

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