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Led by the Spirit

Ezek. 37:5, 9
John 16:14

8.8.6.
HART

DESCEND from heaven, celestial Dove,
With flames of pure seraphic love
Our ravished breasts inspire;
Fountain of joy, blest Paraclete,
Warm our cold hearts with heavenly heat,
And set our souls on fire.

2 Breathe on these bones, so dry and dead;
Thy sweetest, softest influence shed
In all our hearts abroad;
Point out the place where grace abounds;
Direct us to the bleeding wounds
Of our incarnate God.

3 Conduct, blest Guide, thy sinner-train
To Calvary, where the Lamb was slain,
And with us there abide;
Let us our loved Redeemer meet,
Weep o'er his pierced hands and feet,
And view his wounded side.

4 [ From which pure fountain if thou draw
Water to quench the fiery law,
And blood to purge our sin;
We'll tell the Father in that day
(And thou shalt witness what we say),
"We're clean, just God, we're clean." ]

5 Teach us for what to pray, and how;
And since, kind God, 'tis only thou
The Throne of Grace canst move,
Pray thou for us, that we, through faith,
May feel the effects of Jesus' death,
Through faith; that works by love.

6 [ Thou, with the Father and the Son,
Art that mysterious Three-in-One,
God blest for evermore!
Whom though we cannot comprehend,
Feeling thou art the sinner's Friend,
We love thee and adore. ]