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Spirit of God

at­tend my ris­ing heart

Weaned now from earth

and bo­dy strug­gling long

With puls­es

weak­ness

all that earth im­parts

But now made new by Heav­en’s bliss­ful song!

This is no dream

no fran­tic ec­sta­sy!

Rent from my tomb

I now be­hold the day;

Glory

shine out

un­veil the op­en­ing skies

Take all the dim­ness of my soul away.

Now I can love Thee

O my God and King

Love like

but great­er

than Thine an­gels show;

As they in awe ad­or­ing prais­es sing

I love Thee for Thy blood’s deep crim­son flow!

Now no more boun­da­ry keeps me from the sky

No more of hope or fear to ov­er­come

No more of death

no tears

no re­bel cry

No tempt­ing of my soul

for I am home.

On earth Thou taught me Thou wast al­ways nigh

Now face to face

I see bright

shin­ing love;

All of my pray­ers

the sob­bing

mourn­ful sigh

Are now full an­swered by Thy face ab­ove!

Lord

see my tears: I cry for those of Thine

Who left the fold and would not come again.

Close me with­in Thine arms

and I’ll not pine—

Wipe all my tears

and give me peace with­in.

None now shall hun­ger

nev­er will they thirst

For with Thee

Lord

they are for ev­er blest.

Here is our home

no sor­row

pain or curse

But all is hope and joy and peace and rest.