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<h2>SPIRIT OF GOD, DESCEND UPON MY HEART</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit. Let us not become conceited, provoking and envying each other.” Galatians 5:25</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_c_r_croly_g.jpg" alt="George Croly (1780-1860)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="135.333333333333" height="206"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_r_croly_g.html" target="_blank">George Croly</a>, <em>Psalms and Hymns for Public Worship</em> (London: 1854).</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Morecambe,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_a_t_atkinson_fc.html" target="_blank">Frederick Cook Atkinson</a>, 1870 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_m_morecamb.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<li>“Emilie,” John Wesley Baume, 1905 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_e_m_emilie.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;<br>
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Wean it from earth; through all its pulses move;<br>
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Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art;<br>
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And make me love Thee as I ought to love.</p>
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<p>I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,<br>
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No sudden rending of the veil of clay,<br>
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No angel visitant, no opening skies;<br>
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But take the dimness of my soul away.</p>
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<p>Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;<br>
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Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear.<br>
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To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh,<br>
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Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.</p>
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<p>Hast Thou not bid me love Thee, God and King?<br>
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All, all Thine own, soul, heart and strength and mind.<br>
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I see Thy cross; there teach my heart to cling:<br>
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O let me seek Thee, and O let me find!</p>
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<p>Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,<br>
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One holy passion filling all my frame;<br>
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The kindling of the heaven descended Dove,<br>
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My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.</p>
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