190. Lord! Thou Source of All Perfection. Tviflan ur min själ försvinne. 87, 87, 88, 77. W. WESSNITZER, 1661. 1. Lord! Thou Source of all perfection, Foun-tain of eternal love, 2. Lord, in Thee I have my be - ing, All I am to Thee I owe, Ob 2 5b4 Fill the fam - ished soul that thirst-eth For the waters from a bove. From all e - vil pas-sions purge me, In the path of justice urge me, Of Thy good-ness and Thy pow - er on us show - er; Bless-ings dai - ly be be Teach my heart to love but Thee, Thou who ever lovest me. Spring Thou up with-in my heart. A-MEN. 3 Blessed stream of our atonement From the cross of Christ that flowed, Fellowship with Him in glory, Hope of all eternal good, On my path His light and leading, 4 Grant, O God, the power to love Thee With Thy countenance shining o'er me, From the well-spring of Thy love. Balthazar Muenter, 1773. 1. Have ye heard the in vita- tion, Sinners ruined by the fall? Round the sacred ta- ble gath-er. All is read-y; sin-ners, haste! A-MEN. 20 ye chosen, have ye slighted This sweet call to you proclaimed? Lo! the King hath now invited All the halt, the blind, the maimed: "Come, ye poor from out the highways, Come, a feast awaits you, come!" Leave the hedges and the byways, Hasten to the Father's home. 3 We have heard Thee call, dear Father, Till our life's last day is spent. Ours the bounties of Thy love, Anna Hoppe, 1919. |